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books-in-media · a month ago
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“A boulder, with a plaque, in memory of the author of “Trees” (by now we are in Poplar Cove, N.C., reached by what my kind, tolerant, usually so restrained tour book angrily calls “a very narrow road, poorly maintained,” to which, though no Kilmerite, I subscribe).”
Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov, (1955)
—Trees (first published in Poetry: A Magazine of Verse), Joyce Kilmer (1913)
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ppound · a month ago
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Trees by Joyce Kilmer
Trees by Joyce Kilmer
I think that I shall never seea poem as lovely as a tree.A tree whose hungry mouth is prestAgainst 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 wearA 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. Source God’s…
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apoemaday · 2 months ago
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Trees
by Joyce Kilmer
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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wordswithoutcontext · 3 months ago
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screenspoetry · 4 months ago
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Trees, Joyce Kilmer, Poem Video
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local-seraph · 4 months ago
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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."
Trees, Joyce Kilmer
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1five1two · 5 months ago
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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
Image : Giant White Oak by Steve Zimic
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barracudablue · 5 months ago
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This ad is so directed that it’s even in the right color scheme.
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ricardoluizshadowsmetal · 9 months ago
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“ Acho que nunca verei um poema tão adorável como uma árvore.”
- Joyce Kilmer
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elegantzombielight · 9 months ago
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"I think that I shall never see / A poem lovely as a tree."
(Alfred) Joyce Kilmer, journalist and poet (6 December 1886-1918)
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ant-soul · 9 months ago
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Trees
By Joyce Kilmer 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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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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“Trees”
by Joyce Kilmer
1913
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woodlandtrust · 11 months ago
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Trees - Joyce Kilmer
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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artdaily7 · 11 months ago
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Trees by Joyce Kilmer
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.
Piet Mondrian 1911 Gray Tree, Oil on canvas, Gemeentemuseum Den Haag, The Hague
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last-tambourine · a year ago
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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
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libram-ebooksdownload · a year ago
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Main Street, and Other Poems by Kilmer, Joyce https://ift.tt/2xpKgRw
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libram-ebooksdownload · a year ago
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Trees, and Other Poems by Kilmer, Joyce https://ift.tt/3a4Czxs
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graypixllc · a year ago
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Great Smoky Mountains, near Nantahala National Forest and Joyce Kilmer Memorial Forest. North Carolina. Nikkormat, 24mm. Kodak TMAX 400. NIK Silver Efex Pro
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wtv123 · a year ago
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TREES
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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 sweet earth's 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 - 1886-1918)
I remember this poem from my childhood.  I’ve always loved it.  The trees are budding now.
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