For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel's sake. The great affair is to move. ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON

Wednesday, 16 April 2014

Single And Double

If you have a garden and a library, you have everything you need. CICERO

One world in two, both intertwined: / A double helix of grace and love. . . THE SOLITARY WALKER Two Worlds in One

Poet's daffodils newly opened.

Narcissus poeticus (Poet's daffodil, Nargis, Pheasant's eye, Findern flower or Pinkster lily) was one of the first daffodils to be cultivated, and is frequently identified as the narcissus of ancient times — often associated with the Greek legend of Narcissus. WIKIPEDIA

The intertwined trunks of our crab apple tree.

Unlike many trees, the crab apple grows singly, and sometimes woods will only have one tree. . .

. . . Crab apples have long been associated with love and marriage. It was said that if you throw the pips into the fire while saying the name of your love, the love is true if the pips explode. Apple wood was burned by the Celts during fertility rites and festivals, and Shakespeare makes reference to crab apples in A Midsummer Night's Dream and Love's Labour Lost. THE WOODLAND TRUST

3 comments:

am said...

Thank you for the link to "Two Worlds in One."
It is always good for me to revisit your poetry.

I'm happy that you have mentioned your crab apple tree again because it reminded me of a crab apple tree on the property where I lived in 1972-73 in the coast hills near south of San Francisco. Although I was going to comment the first time it was mentioned, my thoughts moved on. Sweet to see the intertwined trunks. Now I understand why that crab apple tree from so many years ago was stored in my memory. It was a time of love.

The Solitary Walker said...

That was touching, Am. I'm so glad you wrote it.

The Solitary Walker said...

And thanks so much, Am, for your ever-appreciative comments on my poems! It means a lot to me. A poetry audience is limited, and if a few people here and there have genuinely taken something from my writing, then I'm humbled — and happy.