Sign up to save your podcasts
Or
Share Episode 59 - PoemsAre Footprints in the Mind
Share to email
Share to Facebook
Share to X
Share to email
Share to Facebook
Share to X
Or
Episode 59 - PoemsAre Footprints in the Mind
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.
The poem is in the public domain.
Author Talk
Jessie Peterman Memorial Library in Floyd
Two local poets
Poet Eavan Boland
View all episodes
By Beth Almond Ford & Leslie Shelor
5
11 ratings
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.
The poem is in the public domain.
Author Talk
Jessie Peterman Memorial Library in Floyd
Two local poets
Poet Eavan Boland