The garden · Walled and private
May · Along the south front
The wisteria,
a fortnight a year.
Against the timber frame
The terrace,
at coffee time.
Under the pergola, facing the pool
The place
where nothing gets done.
June · The flowering meadow
The long grass,
left to itself.
Between the two houses
The lawn,
and the pink house at the end.
All year round
Someone looks after it.
It will not be you.
