The Tell-Tale Blush
By Emily Calhoun Clowes
I fear by the rush of color,
The droop and the fluttering sigh,
That Jack has kissed my Virginia –
Blighting my hopes, thereby.
And she clings with a shy abandon,
Nor dreams I mourn her as lost –
My pretty Virginia creeper,
Won by that villain, Jack Frost.
(1902)
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The poem is cute and sweet, but I’m from Virginia, where Virginia creeper is an invasive plant–so I have to side with Jack on this one.
Delightful!
Even if pulling creeper off my trees is a yearly ritual.
I’m on the other end of hot Henry in July with a few plants.