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I Go Among Trees

I begin with an apology to followers. The email feed of those who I follow has not worked the last two days. This is the second this has happened in the last couple of months. I am not sure what has caused the malfunction at the junction, but I will look into it this weekend after my classes wrap up for the week.

Wendell Berry wrote this poem about taking time and waiting for the right time to do the work. It has been busy and I will have time with a three-week break from classes to sit among the trees hopefully literally and figuratively

I go among the trees and sit still

All my stirring becomes quiet

around me like circles on water.

My tasks lie in their places

Where I left them, asleep like cattle…

Then what is afraid of me comes

and lives a while in my sight.

What it fears in me leaves me,

and the fear of me leaves it.

It sings, and I hear its song.

Then what I am afraid of comes.

I live for a while in its sight.

What I fear in it leaves it,

And the fear of it leaves me.

It sings, and I hear its song.

After days of labor,

mute in my consternations,

I hear my song at last,

and I sing it. As we sing,

the day turns, the trees move.


About ivonprefontaine

I completed a PhD at Gonzaga University in Spokane, WA. Previously, I taught for 20 years and taught for 15 years in a wonderful hybrid school. My dissertation topic and research were how certain teachers experience becoming who teachers. In teaching and leanring, I am a boundary-crosser who understands moving ahead is a leap of faith. Teaching is a calling and vocation to express who I am as a person. Currently, I am waiting and listening to what calls me next. I am an educator, phenomenologist, scholar, boundary-crosser, published poet, author, parent, grandparent, and spouse.

19 responses »

  1. Lovely. You are the second person I know that is having this problem.

  2. I too wrote about trees today..

  3. I love trees. Hugging them, talking to them and enjoying their energy. Hugs,

  4. Catherine Johnson

    I love trees! Super poem.

  5. AirportsMadeSimple

    When you started your column with an apology, I realized I owe you one. I do read your posts, but I don’t think I’ve ever commented! I would sit and write all day long and read if I could.

    As for trees? I consider them friends. Each one has a unique characteristic and perspective from their windows. Cheers, D

    • I know there are many people out there who follow and do not comment. I am good with that. I see there likes and that is my reward. I agree that each tree has its own character. Thank you for stopping and commenting. It is appreciated.

  6. Beautiful poem. Enjoying sitting among trees and it gives relaxing.

  7. MisBehaved Woman

    I’ve also had issues of not getting blog notices…frustrating but good to know it’s not just me.

    Lovely poem ♥ …makes me want to run away and sit in the mountains for awhile just to listen to the stories they whisper.

    Here’s a great tree-tribute –

  8. Wonderful. Wishing you a lovely time to sit, digest, dream… p.s. I am having many problems with my site, and see now that you are not on my list to follow :(…so am adding again.

  9. Immersing oneself in nature puts philosophy to shame. Just seeing and being is sufficient. The rest is just window dressing.

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