Posts Tagged ‘Tilia cordata’
linden – linden wing #2
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linden wing #2
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thin green pale
I hoist my, turn my
tapered, paper sail
to wind-tasks, two
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first I nudge my mast
of flowers, rudder
to the breeze, my pollen-folk
hitch a ride with the bees
each captured grain a triumph
each launch a score
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later, I loose my mooring
detach, hoist spinnaker and main
samara of linden
and passenger seeds
sail away
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Copyright 2015 Jane Tims
linden – linden wing #1
the mature linden is heart-shaped like its leaf … this time of year it is filled with flowers, each cluster held on a stem in a long, leaf-like bract
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linden wing #1
Tilia cordata
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green, veined tongue
apex and base
alien, unlike leaf, unlike tree
winged though planted
grounded yet ready to fly
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tiny tree on a bract landscape
wind walks through
shudders still shadow
percussion, tousles unlikely flower
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olive feather of linnet
tongue and an idea is spoken
cluster of notes
sprinkled on air
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bitterness flows from basswood
taste bud to taste bud
trail of robin song
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near the center of the photo, you can see the pale green bracts, each holding a stem of several small flowers
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Copyright 2015 Jane Tims
linden – linden in shade
almost 20 years old, our linden refuses to grow in all the shade we have provided … the linden is the low ‘tree’ with the heart-shaped leaves
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It sprawls by the garage, our linden. Its leaves are heart-shaped, and its small yellow-green flowers are held in leafy bracts. Hardly a tree, about four feet tall, but twenty years old, surely beyond sapling stage. An adult linden is fifty feet tall, heart-shaped in sillouette, a shape-clone of its leaf.
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We dug the linden as a seedling in 1997. Not a happy year. We were attending a funeral in a series of funerals. We decided to remove ourselves from the crowd, salvage some living thing from the day. We dug sprouting horse chestnuts and young linden saplings, growing snug in the grass.
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If I had planted my seedlings in sun, they would have flourished and today we would have two lovely trees. But, because our yard is a crowded place, only the shade-tolerant survive. My horse chestnut seedling died from lack of sun. And our linden sprawls by our garage, stunted and misshapen. Wanting light, it may never grow to a full-sized tree.
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Copyright 2015 Jane Tims
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