We seem to have inspired the poet. Given his last effort I was beginning to think he was sleep walking down the highway of life. Apparently he is awake after all. In #25 the critic can see where the poet is standing without much effort. In #26 the same can't be said, and I think the poem is one of the writer's better efforts.
Given this poem one might wish he would tackle asclepias tuberosa, the butterflyweed, also an I-75 plant.