A Poet’s Trees #PoetryFriday

A Poet's Trees

My first shape poem, that’s also a found poem, inspired by several chapter names in Richard Higgins’ Thoreau and the Language of Trees and Thoreau’s journal entries about trees. I took the above photo in Thoreau’s beloved Walden Woods.

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Fellow die-hard Anglophile, Jama, is hosting this week’s Poetry Friday on her A.D.O.R.A.B.L.E. site, Jama’s Alphabet Soup. Join us! (And by the way, I’M Colin Firth’s secret wife, not Jama! Shh…don’t tell her!)

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22 thoughts on “A Poet’s Trees #PoetryFriday

  1. I like your tall companions: shade, sap rising, resin teardrops, needles falling, leaves unfurling. Trees, that make the air I breathe. Trees that hold up the sky and frame the stars. Ahhh. And Colin Firth is taken. 🙂

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  2. Very cool shape poem, and an extra bonus since it’s Thoreau’s woods. 🙂 Nevertheless, ahem . . . I’m sorry to say you are definitely NOT Colin’s secret wife. Nice try, though. 😀 Since I like you, I will put in a good word for you. Would you like him to drop by this weekend for a cup of tea?

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  3. I can’t think of better companions than tree! Thank you for your poem! Have you read THE HIDDEN LIFE OF TREES? It’s gorgeous and will give you a whole new perspective on trees. Happy Poetry Friday!

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  4. Isn’t this lovely?!! Better than any other keepsake you might have from a visit to Walden Woods. I love all the layers that went into making it: the visit (and your memories), the photograph, the research, the found poem, the writing and the shaping of the poem. Really nice, Christie.

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  5. Hi Christie! I thought I wrote a comment to you yesterday — I meant to ask you whether you wanted to do the Poem Swap. It seemed like you were interested, so I thought I should double-check before I make assignments. Love your found poem!

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  6. trees are people too
    people are trees too
    you me and the leaves
    my hair flutters
    bark of my shins
    roots of my feet
    beyond hug we become
    tree people

    Well, I guess I’m inspired, Christie. I read down to your kindergarten poems and your Spring Break list–except for your 7 weeks on the trail I think we’re quite similar!

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  7. Writing as a reader prompted you to find your voice and create your first shape poem. How marvelous, Christie. I hope you shared this with your kinders so they could be inspired by the trees.

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