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GREEN TREES, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: The mists of morning
Alternate Author Name(s): Hinkson, Katharine Tynan

The mists of morning
When morning broke,
Were as grey waters
Or doves in a flock.

No kine, slow moving ,
With breathings deep,
Nor birds were stirring,
Nor lamps, nor sheep.

Grey as sea water,
But through the grey
What green light rising
Has found its way?

Like living flambeaux
Of greenish light,
The trees appearing
So slim, so bright.

Now from the grey mists,
The trees emerge,
Like green maids rising,
From the ocean surge.

They light green tapers
By twos, by threes,
Like slight maids walking
Through the grey seas.

In the mists of morning,
Before the sun,
They lit green tapers
To the Holy One!

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