The Gardens Of Japan, And Versailles Poem by Daniel Y.

good form is quintessential of:
method
methodically performing repeatedly, repeatedly
raked sand into careful curls and subconscious currents.
the work given into breathing is
immense:
every leaf and branch scrutinized for pruning
the product of centuries of ghosts, honor-bound.
the tower overhead, like cedar horns,
the beams rendered from an ancient navy.
the inward reflected:
forced stillness, and method;
form is everything.

gold and green:
geometrical shapes conquer the landscape;
asphyxiated by the gaudy girth
of sculpted musculature.
to think of Eden as Euclid would have
proved or approved:
already leveled earth into planar
flatland suggests of the higher dimensions.
a caravan of gardeners
strap it in
tie it down
primp it up.
into nature's victorian corset.
form is everything.