spruce

 

A
Tall
Spruce
Up Above
The Harley Roar,
And Diesel Clatter
At Eighth and University.
Easy to Forget This
Tamed and Shapely Favorite
Of Urban Landscapers
Is a Boreal Species—Browse
For Moose, Shelter for Snowshoe
Hare, Winter Grouse Roost.
Along the Line Beyond Which All Trees
Give Up Growing, This Tree’s Fierce
And Stunted Relatives Stand Watch, Shaking In
Tundra Winds, As Wolves Stalk Caribou.
Of Course, That Kind of Life Has its Pros and Cons.
What is Offered Here at Eighth and University is a Benefits
Package that Includes Protection from Forest Fire, Longer
Life Span, Reduced Competition for Sunlight,
Lower Seedling Mortality, And
City Water. We Are All Transplants Here,
Dropping
Our
Pine
Cones
On The Impermeable Sidewalk.

poem by sjr hoffman

 

 

 


 

  • margie says:

    beautiful image and words , thank you two

    reply
  • Micheline says:

    Love the tree shape poem.

    The buds are greening on my fig tree and a tiny leaf is peaking out of one of the buds. It is time to resume regular watering.

    Micheline

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