"Creation of Adam" by Michelangelo ‘Living with Omnibenevolence’ and Other Poetry by C.B. Anderson The Society February 25, 2018 Beauty, Culture, Poetry 8 Comments Living with Omnibenevolence Each one of us is furnished with an expiration date, And no one living has the power to elude his fate. There comes a time when every living creature has to die, But some will rest beneath the earth, and others in the sky. The latter seems more glorious, but who are we to judge Decisions made by deities that love us overmuch? While angels gather round the throne of He who rightly made us, Our own devotional observances are on hiatus. The workings of the universe continue to distract us Because acceptance of what is is not our normal practice. Botanical Latin When I make up my mind to study nature, I’m not the dullest student in the class. My specialty’s botanic nomenclature, And not too many gardeners can surpass Me when it comes to citing proper names Of plants. We have Picea, Acer, Quercus, And Pinus, quite enough to kindle flames In any hearth and counter chills that irk us. But when it comes to prepossessing flowers, Boltonia, Chrysanthemum, and Aster Inhabit our reflective autumn hours. The lack of these would spell complete disaster For any florist worthy of her salt. In summer, Echinacea rules the roost, Along with Rosa, whom we all exalt, As Vitis and Fragaria are juiced. And when we look to useful fragrant herbs, Ocimum, Thymus, and Origanum Perform as active culinary verbs That liven up our meals till Kingdom come. But let us not forget the many grasses Aside from those that constitute a lawn: Miscanthus and Phalaris are the lasses That beautify a cold November dawn. C.B. Anderson was the longtime gardener for the PBS television series, The Victory Garden. Hundreds of his poems have appeared in scores of print and electronic journals out of North America, Great Britain, Ireland, Austria, Australia and India. His collection, Mortal Soup and the Blue Yonder was published in 2013 by White Violet Press. Related Post ‘Little Girl’ and Other Poetry by Martin John Ki... Little Girl She's fishing in a rock pool just abandoned by the sea She's too engrossed within her world to notice you and me. She sprawls to dr... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail 8 Responses Lenore February 25, 2018 I enjoyed these clever and fun to read poems. Thank you. Reply James A. Tweedie February 25, 2018 “And let us not forget the many grasses . . .” lol! I was just looking at my late winter lawn and wishing the landscaper had seeded it with a variety that didn’t require me to thatch it every spring! As always, your verse is lovely, witty and oft-times wise. Thanks, C.B. Reply C.B. Anderson February 25, 2018 Dear James, It’s a well-known fact that lawns tend to be ecological disaster zones –the epitome of monoculture. I commiserate with with your dismay upon viewing the accumulated winter thatch that scars your lawn. Come spring, you may feed it and weed it, but growing ornamental grasses comes with its own constellation of attendant woes. If this were a horticultural site and not a poetry website, then I could expand in great detail. But nonetheless, I’m glad I tickled your pique. Reply Fr. Richard Libby February 25, 2018 These are cleverly written and fun to read! Reply David Watt February 26, 2018 I enjoyed reading these skillfully written poems . The epizeuxis in ‘Living with Omnibenevolence’ caught my eye as an interesting effect. Reply C.B. Anderson February 26, 2018 David, I had to look it up. But what is the instance of epizeuxis to which you adverted. I could find no repetition of words or phrases. You can’t mean “is is,” because that is just one of those rare occurrences, like “that that,” that happen now and then. I probably should have italicized “what is” to make it stand apart as a phrase that simply means “the prevailing circumstances.” Reply David Watt February 27, 2018 It was “is is”, no doubt a rare occurrence. I meant that it was effective and entirely appropriate as written, even if unplanned. These words caught my attention for the preciseness they bring, and the flow they maintain. Reply David Hollywood March 1, 2018 These are wonderfully satisfying poems. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.