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Trees are coming alive again and Kathy Kirk is celebrating their glory! She shares, "My dad was the person who got me interested in poetry. He had a book entitled Magic Casements, compiled by George S. Carhart & Paul A. McGhee © 1931 that was filled with all sorts of poetry. He later gifted me with the book. Even as a youth, I loved trees (& brevity)...hence one of my favorite poems, still marked with a tattered piece of notebook paper is..."
TREES
I think that I shall never see
A poem as 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
Sunny, with a high of 94 and low of 70 degrees. Sunny in the morning, clear in the afternoon and evening,
Very clever.
Lovely story. Thank you, Kathleen and editors for shaing it with us.
I haven't been to the folk fest since I worked it as a teen helping to make apple butter. I hope the schnitz and knepp is still as good, and that you can still get vanilla ice cream with peaches. I still have some blacksmithed items from those years kicking around.
Not sure why the festival was moved as the location in East Greenville was nice. I volunteered as an apprentice for the ink maker when I was in seventh grade over 40 years ago.....