I Have a Ficus
I Have Ficus
It's name is Fred.
Fred the Ficus
planted in a pot
in my kitchen window
near the bread.
In Russian they call it "Feekus"
(which I thought sounded gross);
but it's the only plant I've got
and, whatever its name
or classification,
I'd say we're close.
I give it C02 and water
and it gives me air:
two living things
on this planet
that share.
ginga commented on I Have a Ficus
01-28-2010
02/17/2010
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icu2 commented on I Have a Ficus
01-28-2010
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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