Friday, January 3, 2003

Planting A Sequoia Comments

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All afternoon my brothers and I have worked in the orchard,
Digging this hole, laying you into it, carefully packing the soil.
Rain blackened the horizon, but cold winds kept it over the Pacific,
And the sky above us stayed the dull gray
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Practicing Poetess 28 August 2019

Such a sad and touching poem. And how interesting, that in the last stanza, you wrote: 'And when our family is no more, All of his unborn brothers dead'.... When you did, indeed have more children (yet unborn) - - And all of them were sons!

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Fabrizio Frosini 13 December 2015

In Sicily a father plants a tree to celebrate his first son's birth- An olive or a fig tree- a sign that the earth has one more life to bear. ITALIAN: In Sicilia un padre pianta un albero per celebrare la nascita del primo figlio - Un olivo o un albero di fico - un segno che la terra ha una vita in più da sostenere.

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Hatch Graham 02 September 2010

A touching eulogy to a stillborn son. Love it!

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