A Notch In Kilmer's Tree

A queen might be proud to walk where these gallant trees have spread their bright cloaks in the mud. - Thoreau

efficacious tree

twisted, diaphanous me

both cropped poetry

Author's Note

"A thrumming of piano-strings beyond the gardens and through the elms. At length the melody steals into my being. I know not when it began to occupy me. By some fortunate coincidence of thought or circumstance I am attuned to the universe, I am fitted to hear, my being moves in a sphere of melody, my fancy and imagination are excited to an inconceivable degree. This is no longer the dull earth on which I stood." - Thoreau