talking trees
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trees in conversation
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they say
if trees communicate
they do so
beneath the ground
communication network
of rootlets
and mycelia
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I still listen
above ground
to the friction squeal
of trunks
rubbing together
flutter of birch bark
whisper of leaves
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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
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~
All my best,
Jane
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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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Pat
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.
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jane tims
April 2, 2020 at 3:48 pm
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
Thanks Jane. I am doing well. A writer is never bored with being alone.
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jane tims
April 2, 2020 at 3:48 pm