Vita Sackville-West Quote

But you, oh gardener, poet that you be
Though unaware, now use your seeds like words
And make them lilt with color nicely flung.


The Garden (1946)


But you, oh gardener, poet that you be Though unaware, now use your seeds like words And make them lilt with color nicely flung.

But you, oh gardener, poet that you be Though unaware, now use your seeds like words And make them lilt with color nicely flung.

But you, oh gardener, poet that you be Though unaware, now use your seeds like words And make them lilt with color nicely flung.

But you, oh gardener, poet that you be Though unaware, now use your seeds like words And make them lilt with color nicely flung.