Espalier
I love the beauty of the trellis. I love that they channel such lovely living things to a limited space. But will heaven need harnessing?
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Espalier First published in Clayjar Review - https://clayjar.review/issues/quiescence/espalier I do not imagine a trellised heaven, an espalier of flush fruit sheared, manicured, pruned or woven into twisted train, against flanked stone or flattened plane, an ordering of drupes, their crop confined to measure groove or knotted line— instead our vines will bound the hills unlaced loosely where fruit wills weaving through orchards knitting the grasses their juices spilling into river splashes.