Analysis of The Greenhouse

Earth grumbles level
Footings house and bed,
Brick and glass thread his needle,
Arming a man for aisles of fruit.
For ninety days he watered each Vine,
Mapping their vigour, keeping his Plants ...
Summer bubbled against his back
Making bees lethargic, legion Ants peppered lawns ...
He cut the leaves and branches Away,
One blistered day mid August
Dawdling fruits renewed armour,
Greens yellowed chasing reds
His hands tingled as warmed by Straw,
Tomato brimmed,
Tears climbing down his cheeks ...