Today's poem of the day is by a poet named Lynn Powell. It's from her collecton of poetry called Old & New Testaments. Here is what her bio says in the book: "Lynn Powell was raised in East Tennessee and educated at Carson-Newman College and Cornell University. She has worked extensively as a writer in the schools for the Tennessee Arts Commission, the New Jersey State Council for the Arts, the Geraldine R. Dodge Foundation, and currently, the Ohio Arts Council. Her poems have appeared in The Paris Review, Poetry, The Gettysburg Review, and other journals. She lives in Oberlin, Ohio."
Ok, so here's her poem:
In The Garden
Some perennial herbs spread rapidly by
underground roots and quickly take over garden
space. A few of the worst offenders are
catnip, mint, and oregano.
---Burpee's Seed Catalog
What but a wall of brick
sunk three feet deep into the garden
could keep the oregano home
from the lavender,
curb the evangelical mint?
He speaks of his marriage
and I lean toward his mouth,
delicate as herbs we bruise
for fragrance.
By Lynn Powell
Hope you enjoyed that as much as I did!
--Blair
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