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Author Name: FreeFirestoneFeinberg 6 Comments
Date Added: March 11, 2012 11:03:50 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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TO WALK AMID THE DAMPNESS OF THE TREES
b’’h
3/10/12


TO WALK AMID THE DAMPNESS OF THE TREES


To walk amid the dampness of the trees
As cover they insistent rays of sun
Upon the forest floor — have I not done
In many years... living in the city’s
Unending business, groping in gray seas
Where concrete and glass and iron would become
The place of places — exploration gone:
Without silent woods — but in memories...

Escape is no longer to consider —
What gain by dreaming emptiness away?
No reason be to picture branches or leaves —
Or stones or salamanders or sweet earth —
Such nonsense falls upon the mind as days
Of streets undo whatever Mother weaves.




Author's Notes:
Although life in the city has many benefits for us, I occasionally miss the wilderness.  I grew up in the country -- and wouldn't really want to live there again -- but now and then the woods and the rocks and the waterfalls and the rapids still call to me.  I guess I used to find some peace there...  
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Comments:
Comment By: FreeJohn Armlovich on March 27, 2012 09:18:16 PM Report


A wonderful poem, I too live in a city though I work in the wilderness, so I get an... "even dose" of both, though I too agree with your poem, I miss the wilderness. Thanks for sharing this,


John

Comment By: PremiumHOPE on March 13, 2012 04:52:54 AM Report
David,
Oh, a beautiful poem about nature and it's ability to ease the fast paced city mind.  I grew up in the city, never thought I would ever leave.  Now I can't imagine ever going back to the noise, pollution and the people.  I'm not in the country but a nice suburb.  I guess the lesson is to make the most out of where ever you live.  The city has many good endearing qualities and people but my mind needs the peace and quiet of where I am to be able to function properly.

Love

Tina

Comment By: FreeAlistair Muir on March 12, 2012 09:15:34 AM Report
Another sumptuous piece of literature -- it's not nonsense to think of your earlier life in the country which has been replaced by a forest of iron, steel and glass...it is soothing I think.  A marvellous write with glorious prose from the master,



Alistair

Comment By: FreeShajeea on March 12, 2012 06:16:49 AM Report


Excellent!! I love it especially the subject. It's so true that everyday, cities are getting more crowded and no peace at all. Sometimes I also miss my great grandma's house in the country....................Shajeea


Comment By: FreeHenry M. on March 11, 2012 06:13:37 PM Report
There is a lot to be said for the peace of the woods, it helps you to relax and get away from the constant break neck pace of city life. Nice poem David.    Henry
Comment By: FreeTomahawk on March 11, 2012 12:12:58 PM Report


Just the opposite for me, Fireman, I grew up in the city and moved to the country. I'm adaptable to any environ, but there was nothing like a rural kind of life. There, a person gets more in tune with nature and life. Good one, Py.


 


Len





 


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