Several days of rain have kept us indoors this week, but have greatly encouraged the new container gardens of herbs and tomatoes that the kiddo and I planted. With that in mind, I chose Mark Doty's poem "Heaven for Stanley" for Poetry Friday. It's a short poem about so many things, including gardens—and the friendship between two poets of different generations.
The "Stanley" in the poem is Stanley Kunitz (1905-2006). One day I'd like to read Kunitz's book The Wild Braid: A Poet Reflects on a Century in the Garden, which he wrote with Genine Lentine.
Doty's "Heaven for Stanley" begins with the lines "For his birthday, I gave Stanley a hyacinth bean,/an annual, so he wouldn't have to wait for the flowers."
You can read the entire poem a t Poets.Org (the Academy of American Poets). Then I hope you'll come back and chat because I'm not quite sure what the last lines mean. What do you think? CORRECTION: The Poets.Org poem contains a typo. No wonder I didn't get it! Use this version at the Guardian, instead. Scroll down on the page.