Another Tree Poem

January 16, 2014  •  2 Comments

Jan Pic Outing 0052Jan Pic Outing 0052Picture Outing Landsddowne and South Ashburn/Leesburg

THINK that I shall never see  
A poem lovely as a tree.  
  
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest  
Against the sweet earth's flowing breast;  
 
A tree that looks at God all day,          5
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;  
  
A tree that may in summer wear  
A nest of robins in her hair;  
  
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;  
Who intimately lives with rain.   10
  
Poems are made by fools like me,  
But only God can make a tree.

Joyce Kilmer, Tree

I have referenced this poem by Kilmer before and ,for me, this beech tree fits the poem. I was out driving looking for potential photographic landscapes when I came upon this tree along a dirt road. Sunlight from the left gave a very pleasing glow to the smooth bark thus demanding a picture. Olympus O-MD E-M5 with Leica Summilux 25/1.4@ 1/3200 s, f1.6, ISO 200. And the dirt road is one of the few left in Loudoun County causing Claire to remark upon by skill at finding them. A piece of country in me will always yield to dirt roads.


Comments

Edie Sundby(non-registered)
It is lovely how you captured the brown hues of the trees and road - very striking against the blue sky.
Ann Littlefield Coleman(non-registered)
Yes, we are blood relations! Trees are my favorite things. I treasure the fall season when our rides in the country, with Bob driving and I can look out to see the parade of bare trees framing some old house or barn. I had not thought of this for many years but there was an old tree whose trunk was twisted near the road going from our Oklahoma town to the next town. I would watch for that tree as my landmark where ever we were going. Such fine memories you have set out today, David. Thanks.
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