green goddess

Arum lily

Illumed by harsh department store neons, ladies circumambulate the latest fashions, meanwhile, beyond, under an oyster-white sky, in large planters amid spicy nasturtiums, stand arum lilies with green-white spathes.

Arum lily

Zantedeschia aethiopica ‘Green Goddess’

Arum lily

Prosodic Fioriture (a term from my own Language of Flowers, volume 16, second edition–the first one was just plain bad–its dark heart replete with factual accuracies (the horror), the bane of those writers (post post-modern) who fictionalize the lives and times of flowers, while looking back, jauntily, at dogeared seed catalogs of yesteryear ).

Erythrina crista-galli



Row, row, row your boat…


I stole the vamp from a Triumvirat album and incorporated [butchered] the classic ditty–in a minor key, of course.


Myths and better myths


The ancient Greeks and the old-time Romans were great at inventing tepid mythical beings: think half-horse-half-man or, quiveringly, three-headed puppy dogs, but this lack of imagination is probably the product of bad wine or, respectively, a demonstration of the deleterious effects of having gotten rabies from one of Hercules’ pets (which are not necessarily from the animal kingdom, but that’s another subject) .

And yet what I am about to advance is no more imaginative, probably less so. But still, you are a captive audience and have little choice but to hear of how floriferous trees sometimes shred their ambassadors of color, making a rainbowy carpet for the downtrodden to rest upon. But what if these flowers did not come from a tree? What if they weren’t even dropped out of a florist’s van (oh those hairpin turns)? What if they grew straight out of the terra firma? That would be mythical, don’t you think?

So consider Kaempferia rotunda, a lovely ginger that flowers directly from the ground. Who needs the jaundiced mythology of the Greeks and the Romans? Incidentally, the species is native to China–just like the Papillon.