Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE GARDENER, by GLADYS CROMWELL


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THE GARDENER, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: At evening, I have seen him wander in
Last Line: "it would reply: ""my master is this gardener."
Subject(s): Gardens & Gardening; Spring


AT evening, I have seen him wander in
And out between the hedges;
On the moss he treads, where shadows spin
A misty web. He skirts the edges
Indistinct of heliotrope and jessamine.

I wonder what he does, studious
And furtive in the gloom.
Is he covering the tremulous
Young plants that have no spreading bloom
When night is cool, to keep them young and luminous?

Or is he mutely speculating there
Upon the flowers themselves;
His love observing them through the veiled air
As plain as when he weeds and delves
At noon, but with more secret and more wistful care?

I call the garden mine. This votary
Who loves it makes it his;
A poet owns his legend. If I were
To ask the garden whose it is,
It would reply: "My master is this gardener."





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