Alan Harris reading
Tree Choirs
by Alan Harris
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High twigs in the trees-- do they croon nocturnal chords to you out of a winter-spring wind? Chords not merely for ears, perhaps, but chords filling human with being? Seasonally smitten with tingly new sap, each leeward-leaning trunk resigns helpless branches to the air, eerie groans waxing and waning as from a deep unknown just behind where you live. How do you feel? Try setting aside your daily newspaper and turning into nothing but ears to follow these pining strains. How far inside of you go those moans? Have they turned you inside out yet? No? Then listen all night, all night, all night. Listen all night, and waken. |
From the book Writing All Over the World's Wall (1995)
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