Friday, December 14, 2007

little tree

icy branches


by: e.e. cummings (1894-1962)


little tree
little silent Christmas tree
you are so little
you are more like a flower



who found you in the green forest
and were you very sorry to come away?
see i will comfort you
because you smell so sweetly



i will kiss your cool bark
and hug you safe and tight
just as your mother would,




We have a picture book with this poem in our library. It's illustrated by Deborah Kogan Ray and it is just lovely. I think this is one of the sweetest of cumming's poems.


The poetry roundup is over at The Miss Rumphius Effect.

5 comments:

TadMack said...

A lovely poem, and your picture is just plain gorgeous.

Kelly said...

I love this poem. And the picture is great too! It's what we have around here right now.

jama said...

Such a sweet, sweet poem, paired with a gorgeous photo. Thanks so much!

Charlotte said...

That is indeed a very sweet poem, and I'd never read it before, so thanks! But I found myself doing some hard thinking to convince myself that this was a live Christmas tree, that would be sweetly planted afterwards. Otherwise think of the horror and despair when little tree finds herself out on the curb !:)

SevenImpossible said...

LOVE that poem. Always have. And what a perfect picture. Thanks!

Jules, 7-Imp