The Moya View

Tag: fertilization

  • Bumper Crop

    Bumper Crop

    Some of my poems are seeds,some of them are weeds.All of them sprout everywhere,for good-bad, over your living things. I never know which will be seedy or weedy.I don’t preserve them between sheets of paper.They’re not museum specimensor even a nicely cultivated garden.They’re cast in the wind for anyone to have them. The ones you…