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To the Trees

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DREAM OF THE FIR-TREE by Heinrich Heine 1797-1856 A fir-tree stands in northern lands Alone on barren height. Fitful his slumber; snow and ice Wrap him in coat of white. . His dream is of a palm-tree In distant lands…

Hope in Trees

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GERMAIN DROOGENBROODT Hope Since many months no rain they suffer but still they are green because without hope neither they can live ─ the trees. Translation with the author by Stanley Barkan For the articles included in The Albero Project,…

Tree

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ELDAR AKHADOV For Richard Berengarten, author of the monumental poem ‘Tree’* Artillery shots. Foxtrot sounds. Villages and ancient manuscripts burn. And only the tree outside the window keeps waiting. Whenever you glance at it The mind darkens. Ice crumbles. A…

Looking at trees

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MALCOLM HEBRON I once read a good story – whether real or apocryphal, I do not know – about four artists in the early twentieth century, on a painting expedition in the countryside. All had been trained in the academic…

Woodland Heights, Music of Trees

Foto: Giampiero Johnny Murialdo

“Woodland Heights”, (2014) for string orchestra 5.5.4.3.1. w/ vla solo and tree by Nick Roth, is a study of forest canopy ecology. More specifically, the work is an illustration of the premise that species composition and tree size distributions become more diverse…

Find me, I’m a tree

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SYLVIE MARIE find me Poetry turns paper back into trees – Marie Lundquist find me i’m standing among the others feet planted in a corner knees together my woody trunk rising through my resin pelvis my backbone a stem for…

On Poetry and Morning: Twelve Observations

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RICHARD BERENGARTEN 1. Dispassionate morning greets me. I breathe into rain-sounds, sleep-filled, dream-billowed. My flat roof creaks, pitter-patters. 2. It holds above me. The world that bears me confirms it’s in place. 3. But dreaming hasn’t done with me, still…