Some refuse to be coaxed
into a community garden
as the newly- tempered arugula
has learned to take its proper place on the plate
waits for evening to do its trick.
Some take way too much space.
We didn't see their habits in early Spring
their youthful blush of morning
was just a Marguerite
dreaming up lover's claims.
By Summer, their underground
suckers saw no limits, seeds
spreading like wildfire across space
choking all other life in their way.
Autumn's promise for apples and grapes
can never be fulfilled
as long as the dandelion runs a- muck
among the civilized species of the community garden.