TR pt 1 :ch 5 Like the hands Gaddis keeps returning to these flowers

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TR pt 1 :ch 5 Like the hands Gaddis keeps returning to these flowers
just in this chapter though

p176
"On the gray chipped mantel lay a spray of flowers, which someone
had gaily lifted from the door of a bereaved Italian family downstairs"

p183
"The funeral spray on the mantel had wilted, and the wires
which held it taut were apparent. It had not been an expensive one.
The clusters of guests moved vaguely before it and back like limp flowers
dying in the earth where they had grown, shifting in the dust."

p188
"The funeral spray was on the floor; and in the sunless garden
round it the flowers wilted one way and another, toward each other and  
away."

p201
"On the floor before the fireplace lay the funeral spray,
lifted gaily from the door of a bereaved Italian family downstairs,
trampled so that its wires stood out naked. Time had been there.
The garden which one had thought could not grow, had risen in rank  
luxuriance,
like the plants on that plantation abandoned."

Flowers for the dead. . .

I don't really understand the last passage "had risen in rank luxuriance"


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