Summertime at the bog (Poem)
Each of the plants above is described in the accompanying poem. Can you figure out which plant is which based on the description in the poem?
Summertime at the bog
Waves of colour blink on and off
like slow motion Christmas lights, bright
frills and fluffs ruffling in the warm wind. Near-sighted blackflies and bumble
bees hover, then alight, on fragrant petals. Bog laurels cup magenta light, a ring
of little lampshades, upside-down.
Pastel orange of bakeapples bulge from the grasp
of five sepals, an overflowing purse of sweetness. The white fringed orchid, a milky inflorescence,
dangles into sweet nectar spurs. Red bulbs
of pitcher plants glisten wet on spongy moss,
while their fleshy veined leaves lure mosquitoes to perish in a putrid protein shake,
among carcasses, a leg here, a wing there. Almost hidden, below scrubby branches,
wispy sundews clasp crystal droplets, and cling like Velcro to the unlucky: lives
of roaming insects flicker out in rhythm, in the summertime at the bog.