In the northern hemisphere, winter is in full swing and we think of trees. Many of them have already shaken their coats to save energy for spring. But the greenest of them grow leaves and needles that are still strong. For many, spruces, pines and pines enchant Christmas. For others, some trees evoke memories, scents and feelings. Trees can also remind us of stories related to them. Whatever your relationship with our green friends, this winter we are asking young poets around the world to write in response to trees. Feel free to make it festive – but we have plenty of invitations to propose seven different ways to write trees In her poem “A Young Woman, A Tree”, Alicia Ostriker refines the color of a tree when she compares a young woman to “that red tree – / The one who puts herself in the fire / all this week”. This confrontation is a source of vivid and unexpected images throughout the poem. Could you focus on one aspect of a tree to think of a person? In z.B. Cummings ` [small tree], the poet speaks to a tree as if he were his friend or lover: Maybe you would like to write a poem to defend the trees, as in A.F.
Harrold`s poem “In The Tree`s Defence”: “In their sturdy hearts of wood/trees simply do good.” You could write a poem similar to a language that lists and defends all the good things that trees do. I hear you screaming, pine, I hear you on the hill, at the silent pond, where the lotus flowers bloom, I hear you screaming, jaw. What is the name of pine when the rain falls, when the wind breaks and when the stars appear, what is the name pine? I hear you screaming, Kiefer, but I`m blind and I don`t know how to avoid you, Kiefer. Who brings me to you, Kiefer? Although she died 90 years ago, Charlotte Mew studies the issue of deforestation in the same way in The Trees are Down. Mew`s shape is also brave and shiny and moves like a tree in the wind to the side – perhaps you might consider experimenting with the form. The gingkobaum grows in a country other than the spokesman`s house and, as such, it is associated in this poem with “being Chinese”. But for millions of people, gingco trees are a home, and perhaps not a Chinese culture. This idea of strangeness is difficult to navigate and could be interesting in your poems. You may have a certain relationship with a particular type of tree, but that relationship is different for everyone. They can also write a more socially conscious poem about the problems caused by the felling of trees and why we need to protect them.
This bit of environment could be incorporated into each of the invitations you follow: Jackie Kay briefly refers to “The Polar Bear, the Melting Ice” in “The Goodness of the Trees,” a ghost that follows this otherwise joyful poem. . . .