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dramoor · 1 year
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“The Kings of the earth are men of might, And cities are burned for their delight, And the skies rain death in the silent night, And the hills belch death all day!
But the King of Heaven, Who made them all, Is fair and gentle, and very small; He lies in the straw, by the oxen’s stall — Let them think of Him to-day!”   
~Joyce Kilmer 
(Art: The Adoration of the Magi by Carl Ehrenberg, 19th century)
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victusinveritas · 2 months
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brian-in-finance · 2 years
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Remember… she thinks that she shall never see a poem lovely as a tree.
Wee takeoff on Joyce Kilmer’s 1913 poem Trees
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disneyboot · 1 year
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paulgadzikowski · 11 months
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I kind of don't think I will see A poem that rivals a tree It suckles the earth Snow or nests clothe its girth It's God who can make one, not me
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sylviaddict · 11 months
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trees by joyce kilmer
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elegantzombielite · 1 year
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"I think that I shall never see / A poem lovely as a tree."
(Alfred) Joyce Kilmer, journalist and poet (6 Dec 1886-1918)
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minimalistartshop · 2 years
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I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest 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 bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree.
Joyce Kilmer, Trees
This poem can be purchased at Minimalist Art Shop or Etsy.
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immiche · 2 years
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“Trees” by Joyce Kilmer from The Pocket Book of Poetry. I absolutely adore this gem. 
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editionetoile · 2 years
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Joyce Kilmer
Trees
«I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
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 bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.»
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Illustration By Laurent Guidali
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spankerella · 6 months
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Loki Season 2 finale thoughts...
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I think that I shall never see
A story lovely as this tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is rest
Against time’s weary burdened breast;
Holding a god all the days,
For all time, for all ways.
This tree forged by man in horns
God of mischief, crown of thorns;
Upon whose shoulders purpose set;
A stolen child, frost giant beget.
Words are made by fans like me,
But only this god could make this glorious tree.
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I wrote this, but it's based on another popular poem. The original version is called Trees and is by Joyce Kilmer.
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batgovernor · 10 months
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Edmund Conti, 'Two's Company'
Sweet are the uses of divinity And sweeter yet in keeping us engrossed Is the simple complex concept of the trinity The Father, Son and Holy Ghost. Is makingsense of Them too much a bother? Is there any way to master Three-in-One? The son, the Holy Ghost and Father, The Holy Ghost, the Father and the Son. I use this ancient form, the cranky sonnet To crank out my aberrant Dunciad And what evolves…
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kramlabs · 11 months
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I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
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 bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Joyce Kilmer ~ Trees
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lovinshmoonful · 1 year
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Over the course of 2022, I've completed an A-to-Z pile of books from my and my husband's collection, all things I'd never read. It was my GISH Personal Challenge from Gishmas 2021. I'd thought about giving it up when GISH ended, but I decided that it was a personal challenge, so I should keep it up for my own sake. I know it's not a spectacularly huge pile of reading for a whole year, but I really wanted to recapture some of my love of reading that had fallen by the wayside with distractions like *gestures broadly at the internet in general.* I'm already deciding which books to put on the list to read next year, but it won't be A-to-Z, as there are only so many Q books to go around.
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