Ode to Bermuda Grass
Let us praise the miracle
of Bermuda grass.
I know we’re not supposed to.
Monsanto’s been trying to kill it
for sure for ages.
But still it grows.
Here it is in my organic garden
where I wanted only cucumbers,
peppers, herbs, and tomatoes,
colonizing composted potential
with its pesky Hermetic runners
bearing . . . good news? Or bad?
It all depends on how you look at it
and where you stand.
In the backyard hipster garden
of my plans, not so good.
Nor in the green lawns
of suburban Roundup.
But maybe from a divine point of view
it’s God’s kudzu Kingdom
running rampant through the world,
greening the muck of time
despite our desire for only the perfection
of Kentucky bluegrass and chives.