George Dunlop Leslie : Potpourri

It takes planning, a graveled path, herb sets to create a heavenly perfume some time around bloom time excess pruned down by a third and hung. We see a bit of the hanging God then in the silky down of lavender, thyme offer homage of pressed violets, golden suns of marigold as tune of awe. The mincing of the mints is heavenly as candy, sharp peppermint, mellow lemon balm, the bedding down of chamomile, poppy maw, the spiral sweets and gingered leaves of geranium shavings of orris root, too many iris anyway so free them all and set the scent create a smelly sum. Add carnation stars, sticky sweet hollows of fennel to tell the men, here is where the women live won’t you remember your marjoram, your rosemary with the pots on to boil, or laying head on crisp sheets and sigh. It all takes planning, to decorate, alleviate, scent create the corners of a life. Let’s go set the herbs. Then breathe in the heavenly scent of potpourri lent as offering, homage to all the plenty wonder of our lives.