Wednesday, December 2, 2015

little tree

The blog BookRiot has posted an Advent Literary Calendar, and it’s great. Each day features a poem or an essay with an association with Christmas.   I’m going to use it in some way in my entries here.

The December 1 posting was ee cummings’ poem – the speaker is a child; the one addressed is the tree:


[little tree]               By  E. E. Cummings 



little tree


little silent Christmas tree


you are so little


you are more like a flower



who found you in the green forest


and were you very sorry to come away?


see          i will comfort you


because you smell so sweetly



i will kiss your cool bark


and hug you safe and tight


just as your mother would,


only don't be afraid



look          the spangles


that sleep all the year in a dark box


dreaming of being taken out and allowed to shine,


the balls the chains red and gold the fluffy threads,



put up your little arms


and i'll give them all to you to hold


every finger shall have its ring


and there won't be a single place dark or unhappy



then when you're quite dressed


you'll stand in the window for everyone to see


and how they'll stare!


oh but you'll be very proud



and my little sister and i will take hands


and looking up at our beautiful tree


we'll dance and sing


"Noel Noel"

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