Tuesday, 12 April 2011

Trees and Poetry.

After the spring flowers have faded and become just a distant memory the trees in our garden step forward to delight us with acid green leaves and neon pink and gentle white blossom.
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree
A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day
And lifts her leafy arms to pray,
A tree that may in summer wear
a nest of robins in her hair
Upon whose blossom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems were made by fools like me
But only God can make a tree.
­Joyce Kilmer

The Sound of the Trees
I WONDER about the trees.
Why do we wish to bear
Forever the noise of these
More than another noise
So close to our dwelling place?
We suffer them by the day
Till we lose all measure of pace,
And fixity in our joys,
And acquire a listening air.
They are that talks of going
But never gets away;
And that talks no less for knowing,
As it grows wiser and older,
That now it means to stay.
My feet tug at the floor
And my head sways to my shoulder
Sometimes when I watch trees sway,
From the window or the door.
I shall set forth for somewhere,
I shall make the reckless choice
Some day when they are in voice
And tossing so as to scare
The white clouds over them on.
I shall have less to say, But I shall be gone.--
Robert Frost

cherry blossoms
with the morning moon
still in the sky
(old traditional Haiku translated by Robin Gill)
Trees just stand around all day
and sun themselves and rest.
They never walk or run away
and surely that is best.
For otherwise how would
  squirrel or robin find its nest?

Aileen Fisher
Many thanks to NC State University for sharing these poems on their website.
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  1. I. Love. This. POST!!!! Thanks so much for sharing the poetry with us along with the gorgeous pictures. I want my oldest daughter to read it!

  2. Your trees look gorgeous in all their spring glory!!

  3. Beautiful pictures, Maggie. "Trees" was always my favorite poem when I was small....Christine

  4. What a delightful way to start my morning ~ trees and poetry. Thanks, Maggie! Those trees are gorgeous. ~ Sarah

  5. *sigh*
    The wind in the trees - what could be a sweeter lullaby?

  6. The other night, while lying in bed, I listened to the wind in the trees. What a lovely sound.

    These are gorgeous photos, and the poetry that accompanies them, equally so.

  7. A beautiful combination of pictures and poems. Just lovely

  8. What a lovely tribute to trees.

  9. You have such wonderful trees in bloom Maggie! Your photos remind me of the 9 years we lived in the Okanagan Valley in BC. Have a lovely week!

  10. Hi Maggie,
    Such beautiful photos! I love seeing all of the green in the trees and the garden now. The poems you posted were just perfect.
    Have a wonderful day!

  11. What a lovely post, Maggie. I do miss all those lovely trees in the spring. We have our share in Florida, but it's not quite the same.

  12. Beautiful photos and lovely blooms.


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