Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TAMARISK TREES, by STARR VON FLUSS First Line: We fled from our worries and illness Last Line: O slim, green tamarisk trees. Subject(s): Trees | ||||||||
We fled from our worries and illness To the help that science could give, And we drove through Imperial Valley In the hope that our loved one might live. Through the sand and the sage of the desert, Monotonous, mile after mile, We came to the Valley at evening, Where with water, man made nature smile. Through lanes of moss-green at twilight We drove near the end of the day, And those moss-green lanes at sunrise We carried in mem'ry away. Though we asked many times, they were nameless, Those evergreens there in the sand, In that magical country, the Valley, Called the Hollow of God's own hand. But that commonplace tree of the Valley To the trav'ler is novel and new, And creates in his mem'ry a picture Holding charm that is different, but true. You may talk about palm trees and citrus, The coolness of gumwoods so fine, The fairy-like fountains of Verdes, But trav'lers have mem'ries like mine. Green velvety hangings, Fate's ally, They may slight you, pass by if they please, But you brought me back to the Valley, O slim, green tamarisk trees. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PROBLEM OF DESCRIBING TREES by ROBERT HASS THE GREEN CHRIST by ANDREW HUDGINS MIDNIGHT EDEN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN REFLECTION OF THE WOOD by LEONIE ADAMS THE LIFE OF TREES by DORIANNE LAUX THE GARDEN BY MOONLIGHT by AMY LOWELL |
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