andrewjohngleason
Destruction of a Dandelion
The thing is, you can’t destroy a dandelion. Or at any rate it’s not as easy as it looks. This dandelion is smaller than me, you think, and also has no arms. Or teeth. Easy peasy. Maybe you snap it off, still buttery-gold, and put it in your hair, and think you’ve won; maybe you wait until it’s gone to seed, and then you huff and you puff and you blow all its tiny feathery tufts away, until there’s nothing left.
Still and all, the dandelion’s all right. Ask a gardener; they’ve all tried, and failed, to send the dandelion into exile. Its roots reach deep, deep, deep into the ground, and stretch wide, wide, wide, all around, and one dandelion is not a singularity, it is a plurality of plants and never will you get them all. Its seeds will fly farther than you can imagine—or then again, not very far at all—and set down again, multiplying faster than you can snap or pull or blow, and there’s no such thing as destroying a dandelion.
Thank goodness.
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