A Home Within a Home
(Work in Progress)
"A Home Within a Home" considers and welcomes the gratifying and often, romanticized intimacy with Nature: plants, bugs, animals, etc. Written and drawn inside are poems and illustrations communicating these thoughts and emotions; a deeper connection: of love, support, understanding, and then, subsequently, the acceptance without.
"A Home Within a Home" was constructed with all-natural and repurposed materials.
Poems:
Blown-in by wind and curated by the birds, bees, squirrels, rabbits, chipmunks and groundhogs, are liberated amounts of new growth along the outer-edges and corners of my backyard; newly-found weeds, flowers, and plants are initiated by spring, and graduate by fall, and if they are perennials, they are back next year. Beneath a Satsuki shrub, is a young rabbit’s home, under a Hosta, is a chipmunk’s home, and up there, on that Maple tree, is where the birds and squirrels like to stay; a busy enclave by May; a home within a home — with personal space; I wish the mice knew of this.
My father’s beans — barely-matured, barely-flowered, are eaten up by the young rabbit — “How do I get rid of this rabbit!” He exclaims, as furiously and desperately as a son to a farmer father would. I disagreed. In the evenings, the young rabbit would eat dinner, and through a window, I would stare at a hopeful friend, as he ate my father’s beans.
How great was my desire for a green-thumb; hoping for nurturing-hands; wishing my love would manifest growth; wishing my love would manifest connections — to be seen —felt — understood; understood that my love was my greatest offer.
