the-kitchen-garden-gustave-caillebotte

I sowed tiny seeds of words
like aspen, maple, rowan
and got three magnificent trees.

I thought of lilies and bees
and wrote a few lines
about rosemary and thyme,

then I drew an alley and a Door
where ivy hadn’t crept the wall
and goldenrod was standing tall,

and this was neither art nor poetry
but rather a garden beyond memory,
such a pretty place to see you again.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Illustration: the Kitchen Garden, Gustave Caillebotte (1877)

Claude Monet, The House at Giverny Viewed from the Rose Garden (1922-1924)

My garden, my friend,
I won’t go away
without saying farewell
without thanking you.

The old cherry tree knows much
about hope and gratitude,
and I’ll certainly learn from its knotted branches
one last lesson of patience and fortitude.

I smile to the white butterfly
flying in the blue light of bliss:
wildflowers seeds will ever stay
under the magic spell of Summer winds,

but I know I’m going to leave you
without looking back,
for no flower has ever grown
from a gardener’s tear.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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illustration : la maison vue du jardin aux roses,  Claude Monet (1922-1924)

Berthe Morisot, the Garden at Bougival (1884)

Le jour où nous partirons enfin
une dernière fois
j’irai faire le tour du jardin.

J’irai toucher l’écorce du vieux cerisier,
l’heure sera venue
de gentiment le remercier,

à l’oiseau chanteur je confierai une prière
qu’il portera dans le ciel bleu
et peut-être jusqu’à Dieu,

puisse notre nouvelle vie
être plus belle encore
qu’elle fut ici.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

illustration : le Jardin à Bougival, Berthe Morisot (1884)