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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CITY TREES, by VERE DARGAN
First Line: The trees along our city streets
Last Line: Are lovely, gallant things.
Subject(s): Cities; Trees; Urban Life
First Line: The trees along our city streets
Last Line: Are lovely, gallant things.
Subject(s): Cities; Trees; Urban Life
The trees along our city streets
Are lovely, gallant things;
Their roots lie deep in blackened soil,
And yet they spread their wings
Of branching green or fretted twigs
Beneath a sullen sky,
And when the wind howls banshee-like
They bow to passers-by.
In Fall their leaves are bannerets Of dusty red and gold
And fires dim that warm our hearts
Against the coming cold.
Then delicate through Winter's snow
Each silhouette still makes
Black filigree, with frostings rare
Of silver powdered flakes.
But leafed or bare, they bravely rise
With healing in their wings—
The trees along our city streets
Are lovely, gallant things.
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