I must tell you
this young tree
whose round and firm trunk
between the wet
pavement and the gutter
(where water
is trickling) rises
bodily
into the air with
one undulant
thrust half its height-
and then
dividing and waning
sending out
young branches on
all sides-
hung with cocoons
it thins
till nothing is left of it
but two
eccentric knotted
twigs
bending forward
hornlike at the top
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From guest Rick (8th grade) (contact)
i believe the tree is an implied metaphor
for him.
i analised this poem for my report i chose to do on him.
I decided this would be a good place to get his poem for my appendix so ty.
~Rick -
Though I am sure he is just referring to (I think) 'trees' I feel this piece could be taken in a different manner - a more erotic manner, and that may just be the case, but as well it could just be about what is evident.
Anyways, on either note I find this to be a good peice. It has a substance to it.
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