Uploaded on April 21, 2012
Flower in the crannied wall,
I pluck you out of the crannies,
I hold you here, root and all, in my hand,
Little flower — but if I could understand
What you are, root and all, and all in all,
I should know what God and man is.
—Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Favorite Poems Old and New
edited by Helen Ferris
04.21.2024: I think the mostly white violets are my favorites.