For Arbor Day, our Poet Laura reflects on the company of trees and a way of nurturing them from their infancy as backyard volunteers.
Poet: Bless me, Father, for I am a poet, and I have no idea what that means. Priest: I absolve you from your sin. […]
Karen Swallow Prior considers the poetry of the tree, from Joyce Kilmer’s ‘Trees’ to ‘The Dream of the Rood.’