By summer's end, leaves blackened,
I forget the red shoots of spring
that uncurl like asparagus from wet
soil, and how overnight they leaf, show
hard buds like little worlds, patrolled
by ants that eat away the tight green
corsets and spill out petticoats
of every pink and white, then fall,
soft as silk scarves, on table and floor.
-- Liane Ellison Norman
Liane Ellison Norman, a writer all her life, lives, writes and gardens in Squirrel Hill. Many writers featured in Chapter & Verse are guests of Prosody, produced by Jan Beatty and Ellen Wadey. Prosody airs every Tuesday at 7 p.m. on independent radio, WYEP 91.3 FM.