Chicago Botanic Gardens Poem by Michael Pruchnicki
Chicago Botanic Gardens
Demons must follow
straight path
through the silver poplar grove-
wise villagers contrive twists
Lo! sacred precincts
'big smelly swamp'
Potawatomi name for place
near hardwood forest-
dinosauer gingko and winged monarchs
thrive next to the swamp
walking the dog
she pauses to look up at me-
a blizzard of scarlet and gold
autumn's splendid death-
master and canine gape in awe
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5/7/2024 4:33:59 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Ah yes, Botanic Gardens - I know you well.