Wednesday, August 29, 2012

The Heart of the Tree

(Sierra Madre at Sunset)

WHAT does he plant who plants a tree?
He plants a friend of sun and sky;
He plants the flag of breezes free;
The shaft of beauty, towering high.
He plants a home to heaven anigh
For song and mother-croon of bird
In hushed and happy twilight heard —
The treble of heaven's harmony —
These things he plants who plants a tree.
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This is a stanza from "The Heart of the Tree," by H.C. Brunner.  (Click here to see the rest of this poem, and others by the same author.)  Brunner lived from 1855 until 1896.  In his time, he was well known as a novelist, as well as a poet. 

For the record, I first heard this poem on an episode of Leave it to Beaver.  It set me off on a frenzy of looking up, and reading, poetry.  So, don't ever let anyone tell you that TV exists for the sole purpose of rotting your brain.  Theodore Cleaver and I would simply have to beg to differ.




8 comments:

  1. I don't have TV right now, but remember many good moments watching Leave it to Beaver waaay back in my youth - it's a beautiful poem and picture!

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    1. Thanks, L3! :-) I remember lots of fun times watching that show too.

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    1. Thank you, LOL. It was a lively evening, and that poem just popped into my head. :-) (Not that I had it memorized, of course...)

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  3. Currently much wish to be a tree.

    Please have a good Thursday.

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  4. Almost apropos: I've been having a hissy fit about all the gaudy, tasteless building that has been going on at the temples I've been visiting. Then I remembered a quote popular on FB these days:

    "The best time to plant a tree is twenty years ago. The second best time is now."

    So I figure in a thousand years what I see as gaudy and tasteless will be as old and elegant as the things I DO like at the temples.

    As I said, ALMOST apropos... We plant for tomorrow.

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    1. I absolutely get what you mean, apropos or not. I wonder that now and again. I especially wonder this when I am enjoying mid-entury architecture, and eschewing 80's box houses. Will I one day love them and wish I had left my nose un-turned-up?

      And I love that quote. May have to use it.

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