The Planting

Lancelot Capability Brown, sunburnt,
drives his yellow digger into your grove

and there, on the almost level ground,
he finds another hole for another root ball,

the third of his flatbed-dropped trees,
which ends up towering alongside

the horizontal swimming pool lines.
The new cipressos are aligned

by those two baseball-capped men,
who guide the next strapped trunk,

with bark rough hands, into the spoil,
planting, for you a marvellous reflection.