Friday, January 3, 2003

Poem (‘in The Stump Of The Old Tree...’) Comments

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In the stump of the old tree, where the heart has rotted out, there is a hole the length of a man’s arm, and a dank pool at the bottom of it where the rain gathers, and the old leaves turn into lacy skeletons. But do not put your hand down to see, because
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Hugh Sykes Davies
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Susan Williams 30 December 2020

I like this poem but the one I use to read was slightly different.It had a soggy hat and a snake under the hat.Does anyone know this slightly different poem

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Robert Crompton 24 December 2016

Here's the picture which this poem conjures up for me: And old man with a mischievous grin and a twinkle in his eyes has been saying goodnight to his little grandchildren. They tucked up in bed, eyes peeping out from under the covers like kids watching a scary film from behind the sofa. Their mum appear in the doorway and calls, Dad! What have you been telling them? I asked you to read the a story, for goodness' sake! .

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Sj 28 August 2021

A that's adorable, thank you for making that image for me : )

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