Trees by Mark Haddon
Whenever I feel like not working, I think about this poem.
Trees
Mark HaddonThey stand in parks and graveyards and gardens.
Some of them are taller than department stores,
yet they do not draw attention to themselves.You will be fitting a heated towel rail one day
and see, through the louvre window,
a shoal of olive-green fish changing direction
in the air that swims above the little gardens.Or you will wake at your aunt’s cottage,
your sleep broken by a coal train on the empty hill
as the oaks roar in the wind off the channel.Your kindness to animals, your skill at the clarinet,
these are accidental things.
We lost this game a long way back.
Look at you. You’re reading poetry.
Outside the spring air is thick
with the seeds of their children.
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Wow! Never thought I would be touched by a poem!