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Trees

The poem expresses the speaker's belief that they will never write a poem as lovely as a tree. A tree is described as pressing its hungry mouth against the earth's breast to feed, looking at God all day as it lifts its leafy arms in prayer, and sometimes wearing a nest of robins in its hair during the summer. The speaker acknowledges that while they are able to write poems as a fool, only God has the power to create something as beautiful as a tree.

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Trees

The poem expresses the speaker's belief that they will never write a poem as lovely as a tree. A tree is described as pressing its hungry mouth against the earth's breast to feed, looking at God all day as it lifts its leafy arms in prayer, and sometimes wearing a nest of robins in its hair during the summer. The speaker acknowledges that while they are able to write poems as a fool, only God has the power to create something as beautiful as a tree.

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Trees Trees

BY: JOYCE KI LMER BY: JOYCE KI LMER

I think that I shall never see I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree. A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing Against the earth’s sweet flowing
breast; breast;

A tree that looks at God all day, A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray; And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in Summer wear A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair; A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain. Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me, Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree. But only God can make a tree.

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