“I think I shall never see a poem as lovely as a tree.” For the tree lover in me.
Joyce Kilmer was born in New Brunswick, New Jersey on December 6, 1886. He attended Rutgers and graduated from Columbia University before becoming an Editor with Funk and Wagnall’s Company. He served as Literary Editor of “The Churchman”, an Anglican newspaper and in 1913 became a member of the staff of The New York Times. His most famous poem is “Trees.”
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet 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.
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