National Poetry Day
I love National Poetry Day – I used it as an excuse to read through some of my favourite poems. Here is one of them via an Audio Boo, called The Trees, by Philip Larkin. I love trees too! I think this poem would be suitable for any occasion, as it has a sense of hope and renewal and new beginnings
Whatever time of year, I watch the trees: for the tiniest hint of new growth each spring, and it seems no time then before they are covered in a green haze of renewal. I love the way sunlight filters through leaves, and the cathedral branches of romantic oaks stretch out in a caress. The fruits from chestnut, sycamore, oak and fruit trees are as a gift. And when the leaves fall, providing a sweet smelling carpet – who can resist kicking up a pile of autumn leaves? In winter, their stark nakedness provide a dramatic silhouette against leaden skies…. But enough of what I think! Philip Larkin expresses his view in this beautiful poem – I hope my rendition doesn’t detract!