poetry and prose about place

talking trees

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trees in conversation


they say

if trees communicate

they do so

beneath the ground

communication network

of rootlets

and mycelia


I still listen

above ground

to the friction squeal

of trunks

rubbing together

flutter of birch bark

whisper of leaves


I think they try

to learn my language

speak to me

of longevity, the cycle

of the story in layers

added year to year

bilingual trees




All my best,


Written by jane tims

April 1, 2020 at 7:00 am

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  1. I was big trees when I was a kid because of the talking trees in the Wizard of Oz… Now I understand why they were angry about being disrespected. I love your poem.

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    April 1, 2020 at 11:27 am

    • Thanks Pat. Someday people will be able to measure the way trees talk. And know they are sentient.


      jane tims

      April 2, 2020 at 3:48 pm

  2. Some lovely thoughts in that poem, Jane. Thank you for sharing. I hope you are staying well.

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    Jane Fritz

    April 1, 2020 at 9:12 am

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