Post #1555574
2026-04-17 14:29 UTC
The aspen glitters in the wind.
And that delights us.
The leaf flutters, turning,
Because that motion in the heat of summer
Protects its cells from drying out. Likewise the leaf
Of the cottonwood.
The gene pool threw up a wobbly stem
And the tree danced. No.
The tree capitalized.
No. There are limits to saying,
In language, what the tree did.
It is good sometimes for poetry to disenchant us.
Dance with me, dancer. Oh, I will.
Aspens doing something in the wind.
~~ 'The Problem of Describing Trees' by Robert Hass from 'A Century of Poetry in The New Yorker'
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@hallvors@oslo.town 2026-04-17 14:56
@JD_Cunningham@sunny.garden nice one, and unknown to me. Thanks for sharing! @poetry@fedigroups.social