Eulogy to the Aldabra Banded Snail

by Tamsin Shasha

I’m not a fan of snails if truth be told

But if the Aldabra Banded Snail

Were to grace my garden I would covet its exotic blue shell

And marvel at its purple home.

I’d feed it Marigolds and the sweetest tenderest Hosta leaves

and let it slide gracefully over the delicate swathes of Solomon’s seal

That sway gently in the breeze.

Delphiniums, Lupins and Columbines

I’d offer it too

And perhaps a Lily or Foxglove true

I’d light a candle to the smallness of its shell and and the subtle hues of purply blues

That dance and shine across its back.

I’d build a farm to keep it safe and

Invite its friends to slide and partake

Of all the rich delicacies which my garden profligates

But you see I can’t, because you don’t exist…

Except in my imagination

And I’m sorry that that’s true

I’m sorry I can’t share my garden with you.

Tamsin Shasha

Published in: on July 28, 2010 at 10:19 pm  Leave a Comment  

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