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  • From: "Joan Huyser-Honig" <joan@hhcreatives.com>
  • To: "'permaculture'" <permaculture@lists.ibiblio.org>
  • Subject: Re: [permaculture] Another attack on my household ecology.
  • Date: Thu, 4 Sep 2014 18:43:48 -0400

Bob,

How frustrating! I'm sorry to hear about this loss.

All the best,
Joan Huyser-Honig

-----Original Message-----
From: permaculture [mailto:permaculture-bounces@lists.ibiblio.org] On Behalf
Of Bob Waldrop
Sent: Thursday, September 04, 2014 5:10 PM
To: permaculture@lists.ibiblio.org
Subject: [permaculture] Another attack on my household ecology.

So it came to pass that I went outside this afternoon and was greeted by the
noise of industrial scale machinery slashing my prairie roses that grew
along my curb between my house and the street. The city employee's attitude
was "go away, we're the City, we do what we damn well please.
They obstruct the view of the stop sign." Which wasn't true. The stop sign
was perfectly visible a half block down the street.

So we quickly pulled on our gloves and dragged all the slashed plants behind
our fence, must to the consternation of the City employee who said "Hey, the
City will come and pick up that trash." Of course, it wasn't trash, it was
valuable organic matter, but I didn't feel like giving him a lesson in urban
organic landscape maintenance.

Picture attached of the pile of slashed plants, also mashed down were some
of my Jerusalem artichokes.

I am not much of a poet, but here is a lament I penned this afternoon in
mourning for my roses.

A Lament for the Roses

Straight and tall,
By the roadside all,
Flowers of this place
Shimmering like lace.

Now we grieve,
Pink blossoms and leaves,
Quickly slashed and trashed,
By know nothings smashed.

Slash and burn!
No earthly concern.
Kill, destroy, and hurt,
Hope they disconcert.

Turn our eyes,
Upon unholy lies,
Run away from fools,
With the souls of ghouls.

Destruction
Brings now instruction.
Hope we will awake,
Tyrants now must quake.

Cycles learn.
Flowers will return.
Soon now comes the day
Hurts and fears give way.

Love the path,
Soothes powers of wrath,
Tomorrow we plant,
Doom may yet recant.

Perhaps not.
Karma we have wrought.
Cities crash and burn.
If we do not learn.

Bob Waldrop, Okie City
http://www.ipermie.net



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