Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Adversity and Triumph



Down the side of my house the owner has spread black matting to minimize weeds. Not that that would stop the bamboo. Forgive the crappy photos but compare the bamboo that has grown free and easy against the fence v the bamboo that I rescued from under the matting this afternoon. Okay the freed bamboo is a little taller (and about two days older) but compare the thickness - it is more than double.

What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger.

2 comments:

Whispering Walls said...

You could rewrite Ted Hughes Thistle poem to describe your photo. His poem is:

Against the rubber tongues of cows and the hoeing hands of men
Thistles spike the summer air
And crackle under a blue-black pressure.

Every one a revengeful burst
Of resurrection, a grasped fistful
Of splintered weapons and Icelandic frost thrust up

From the underground stain of a decayed Viking.
They are like pale hair and the gutterals of dialects.
Every one manages a plume of blood.

Then they grow grey like men.
Mown down, it's a feud. Their sons appear
Stiff with weapons, fighting back over the same ground.

Unknown said...

That's WW! I haven't heard that poem before but you are so right, it is perfect :-)