The Book of The Garden
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Richard Wehrman
Award-winning illustrator Richard Wehrman was born in St. Louis and attended the Washington University school of fine arts. His paintings have been exhibited at the Saint Louis Art Museum, the St. Louis Artists' Guild, and Washington University. He was chosen as Rochester's Communicator of the Year for illustration and has received a gold medal from the Society of Illustrators. Richard serves on the board of directors of the Heartwork Institute and lives in Upstate New York.
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The Book of The Garden - Richard Wehrman
Merlinwood Books
PO Box 146
E. Bloomfield, NY 14443
Copyright © 2014 by Richard Wehrman
All rights reserved.
First paperback edition published in 2014 by Merlinwood Books.
First E-book edition published in 2015 by Merlinwood Books.
Printed in the United States of America.
Drawings by Richard Wehrman
Paperback ISBN: 978-0-9913882-0-2
E-Book ISBN: 978-0-9913882-1-9
For Barbara Vincent, who dwells within the Garden
TABLE OF CONTENTS
THE GARDEN
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2
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18
NAMING THE GARDEN
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FURTHER IN
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THE ANGELS
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2
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BEING IN THE GREEN WORLD
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AUTUMN LIGHT
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THE GARDEN
1
When the searching died away,
and the days grew long
with distractions, with following
blind alleys simply to keep
the feet moving and the mind
away from the dilemma,
then it was that the silence resettled,
and the dried leaves piled up
in the cement corners, one atop the other.
The white heat from the stucco
and the emptiness of the dry fountains
were fine as a memory
but my ear was drawn by
the green sound of water falling
over hidden stones, and the scent of
roses and mock orange, toward feminine
laughter, a speech like flocks of
water-birds whispering
and there was such contentment to lie,
half-concealed by the leaves, under the blue sky
where the clouds billowed white
and passed beneath the sun,
opening veils over the hillside, welcoming the stars
and the warmth of evening’s heaven.
2
One could step, I discovered, into
one’s imagination and desire as though
to a place, a world, a physical thing,
and describe it from there, in
a traveler’s notebook
of love made manifest—
how the gate glowed
and the path began right there,
on the other side of the fence, at
the property’s edge,
and rose through the weeds
up the hill, paved and elusive
with pears on one side
and apples on the other.
The sun was hot and dry, and
the late July afternoon called the
insects on a honeyed wind.
Remnants of white marble eroded
and covered my fingers with chalk;
I lay down, owner and trespasser,
interloper in earth’s dream of space,
feeling beneath me the deep layers of pine
needles, hickory nuts and bones, holding
me up, singing me home.
3
Stepping through the gate there
was no gate. The path began where my
foot fell, the gravel raked clean
with one golden leaf for effect
where it settled, pulling me inward
out of the shadows
and each step was a summer, a cycle,
a turning about of a bee or a bird, a sound
sliding down a branch, the bark peeling
into unexplored beauty, as ants shining
in gold wound like a ribbon revolving
about the tree, growing
into the next moment. A fawn, flitting
unseen, a fragment of gold curling, the flash
of bare flesh—a shoulder, a twist—then
the fur of a fox—red—blue with the blood of
a bird dripping fire. The leaves blew
upward in the wind, laughing
as they moved—regal—king and queen
of the unseen, just ahead on the path where
one more step, stopped, was resumed only to settle,
arrested, assaulted by scent, by the sweetness of evening,
by the turn of the year to the flame of the stars,
kissing me, incandescent.
4
Even before the words begin
I can feel the pull, the flow forward,
the invitation in to the green goldness,
as though all barriers to my own being
did not exist, as though a home
had been built for me, and it was the world.
I sat in the center of the garden, and
wherever I stopped on my slow
wandering was the center. I gazed over
the sun-shimmering summer heat,
and asked myself, the flowers, the grass:
Why did I