CitySketch: Trees

The trees of the city – not the ones in the parks but the ones in the sidewalks and courtyards, surrounded by concrete – watch over us the way our elders always have, with understanding and indulgence. They say, “It is possible to survive even the strangulation of your roots.” They say, “Make a homeContinue reading “CitySketch: Trees”

The Trees of the City

The trees of the city – not the ones in the parks but the ones in the sidewalks and courtyards, surrounded by concrete – watch over us the way elders do, with endless patience and indulgence. They say, “It is possible to survive even the strangulation of your roots.” They say, “Make a home inContinue reading “The Trees of the City”

The Way Through The Woods

They shut the road through the woodsSeventy years ago. Weather and rain have undone it again, And now you would never know There was once a road through the woods Before they planted the trees. It is underneath the coppice and heath, And the thin anemones.Only the keeper sees That, where the ring-dove broods,And theContinue reading “The Way Through The Woods”