06 November, 2013

This Lungful

Grandmother's Garden

this lungful
of garden air I carry
to my lab

1 comment:

Hobbes said...

This painting by my dear, departed Laolao came to mind when I wrote this haiku one summer. I carry the enduring inspiration from her effect on my life, in my lungs, too. Breathing garden sweetness in the middle of a busy lab - that is the gift of the grandmother.