flower show
the woman with the glads
undoes a button
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Charles Trumbull
Charlie Trumbull's haiku and critical essays have appeared in publications in ten countries, have won several haiku contests, and have been frequently anthologized. He has held several posts with the Haiku Society of America, is the proprietor of Deep North Press, and from 2006 until 2013 he was the editor of Modern Haiku.
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I don't know much about gladioli Dirk, but they are vertically stacked colourful flowers that blossom upward along their stem in tight rows. Their open, almost blousy petals seem to mirror the florists top, which in reverse order to their blooming, is unbuttoned downwards, presumably because the gladioli provide a seasonal summer reference (July, UK-time), and all this shopping is getting our woman hot under the collar.
Of course, there’s nothing to say these glads are open, especially with July still some way off. But with the deciduous trees (in my area at least) beginning to bud leaves, now is pretty good time to start planting gladioli corns. When someone fits all that in three lines and a few simple words you can’t help but like it, right.
This one gave me a good laugh. Dame Edna would be proud. :-) Of course, "with the glads" is ambiguous (in the good way) as it can refer to the flowers or to the woman's happy mood. (Why does Mae West's enquiry, "is that a gun in your pocket or are you just glad to see me?" come to my mind? Well, perhaps the flower show woman is glad to see someone)
The action in this one tells all!
I really like this poem, and I can't quite say why.
I don't know much about gladioli Dirk, but they are vertically stacked colourful flowers that blossom upward along their stem in tight rows. Their open, almost blousy petals seem to mirror the florists top, which in reverse order to their blooming, is unbuttoned downwards, presumably because the gladioli provide a seasonal summer reference (July, UK-time), and all this shopping is getting our woman hot under the collar.
Of course, there’s nothing to say these glads are open, especially with July still some way off. But with the deciduous trees (in my area at least) beginning to bud leaves, now is pretty good time to start planting gladioli corns. When someone fits all that in three lines and a few simple words you can’t help but like it, right.
Right.
flower show
the woman with the roses
bursting out
Wonderful poem, Charles, matched with your wonderful commentary, Joe
This really made me chuckle!
adding a female voice to the praise of this poem – and Joe's comment :)
This one gave me a good laugh. Dame Edna would be proud. :-) Of course, "with the glads" is ambiguous (in the good way) as it can refer to the flowers or to the woman's happy mood. (Why does Mae West's enquiry, "is that a gun in your pocket or are you just glad to see me?" come to my mind? Well, perhaps the flower show woman is glad to see someone)