Wild Carrot

[Sonnet I wrote seven years ago, part of a sonnet suite on ‘weeds’, the great ecological generalists like us. Wild carrot is also known as ‘Queen Anne’s Lace’. Long live the weeds and all their attendant creatures, they’re going to become ever more prevalent as ecocide progresses… Will we ‘take the hint’ Robert Frost mentions in the epigraph? Enjoy.]

Wild Carrot

Nature is always hinting at us. It hints over and over again. And suddenly we take the hint.
– Robert Frost

Domed or flat-topped fractals of the wastes,
we’re fine-feathered Mandelbrot sets waving white
pom-poms in the slipstreams of your ignorant cars.
If you took the time to pull over from your wasted

lives you’d see the soft crystals of our long-legged
snow, each flower head a meta-cluster of clusters,
vertiginous mirrors of precise geometry arranged
in vegetal stars attracting gnats. Ready to cast

our million sperms to the weedy wind we fall
inwards like lovers, black holes centering galaxies,
cupped hands. Poke your childhood’s finger down
our palm-soft caves, marvel at the give. Do it before

council trucks patrol the verges spraying neon
paranoid pink, branding us the felons we’re not.

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~ by Peter Lach-Newinsky on May 30, 2018.

2 Responses to “Wild Carrot”

  1. Pretty sure we’re ignoring the hints…business as usual…literally…

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