Bugs

Filed under:Blogh — posted by jonfrankel on May 21, 2008 @ 9:46 am

 

Aphids have attacked the new growth on all of my rose bushes. They are foul, disgusting and full of the sweet life-giving juice of these plants. Dante’s divine vagina drained by larvae!

O Rose, thou art sick!
The invisible worm
That flies in the night,
In the howling storm:
Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.

2 comments »

  1. Yuck. The stinking rot is always lurking on the edge of beauty. You need some ladybugs. Some people wash them off with dishsoap and water.

    Comment by Bridget — July 9, 2008 @ 10:40 am

  2. they survived! and there were ladybugs by god. For every two million sap sucking aphids there was one spotted colossus decimating their numbers. in the harrowing dawn their maws yawned with blood-drunk delight. alas, alas, too late. they were out numbered by the nimble bodied horde. and then when the soap spray unleashed upon them, wave upon wave of toxic droplets, they hove to the branch and laid their eggs. even so the blossoms came to scent the june zephyrs.

    Comment by jonfrankel — July 10, 2008 @ 5:55 am

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