TREES

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Comment by yves maraux on December 12, 2011 at 11:00am

where the buffalos  roam

Comment by vizma bruns on December 12, 2011 at 4:35am

Comment by LaVona Sherarts on December 12, 2011 at 3:51am

When I was  about six years old I would climb up into a choke cherry tree. 

My mother would call to find out where I was. I pretended not to hear her.

It was a place for me to be with myself in another world along with birds and bugs. I loved the singing of leaves on a windy day. 

Comment by Guido Vermeulen on December 12, 2011 at 1:10am

Another splendid book is THE FOREST WITHIN, the world view of the Tukano Amazonian Indians by Gerardo Reichel Dolmatoff (Themis Books, UK)

Comment by Zois on December 12, 2011 at 1:00am

Thank you, Guido.  Ah, trees, beautiful, obvious,  yet sometimes not seen.

Comment by Guido Vermeulen on December 12, 2011 at 12:36am

GAPS

trees no more than stalks
forking black against a snow that
melts before it hits the ground
one of images beyond number
trapped in the largest of those
hollow bottle-shaped dolls

they open one within another

infinities of diminished space
where the stars and planets reel

the Paradise of Miseries is therefore
not unique but merely an interlude
another gap between two voids
where youth is wasted on the young
life is wasted on the living
and the last of the gods lies
drowned in a dark room

ERIC BASSO
December 10, 2011

(final poem of new book in preparation)

Comment by Guido Vermeulen on December 12, 2011 at 12:31am

WANTing  MORE TREES BY LAVONA SHERARTS

Comment by yves maraux on December 11, 2011 at 8:46pm

Roy Tapun paysagiste tree designer

Comment by Karin Greenwood on December 11, 2011 at 4:48pm

I like your trees. Trees also have to have a rest, to begin again.

Comment by Heleen de Vaan on December 11, 2011 at 2:36pm

A tree-in-autumn / winter. I'll send this today to a country where the trees keep their leaves all-over the year (I think), to the Works on Paper project:

And to my surprise I got the address of a Postcrosser who in her profile only wrote she loves trees (and flowers, and green) and selfmade cards.
So a new opportunity to create an other tree!
Looking from the window I only see leave-less trees. Just now I realize that also she lives in a place where trees don't lose their leaves (Arizona). So this one isn't a dead tree either, but just a tree in a deep, deep winter sleep. 

 

Finally this Trees group inspired me to finish a  piece of mail art I was trying to make already for a long time. Below a detail (text says: 'Window, overlooking a tree'). 
I hope the receiver will appreciate the complete picture (but I'm not sure..).

 

 

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