The Quince Bush

A lowly, lonely quince bush
In a lowly, lonely yard--
Untended except for the annual mow
As dictated by the County.
Garlic grass and chickweed mostly;
Here and there a legacy:
Narcissus, crocus, snowdrop, and
A patch of periwinkle.
No visitors apart from robins
Hip-hopping across the molehills
And a catbird scolding harshly from
An overhanging maple;
A rabbit, maybe, and a squirrel;
Now and then, a fox.
The seasons pass. The quince endures,
And in the spring, it blooms.

Reviews

[willweb]

It might be a very good thing that the only visitors this bush has are it's animal and avian friends because if man were to stop by, anymore he would want to build a shopping center and the bush would be long gone. I really enjoyed this,