A Quiet Corner
YOUNG TREES
[ft young tree blowing palely in tho breeze Is/ lovelier than any windswept flower: Jft wistful thing—it stands among old trees, Incarnate youth, for one brief, blowing hour; ~ t ift green flame burning down a darkened lane; An emerald mist when its light leaves are still; Ift glimmering cloud glimpsed through a wash of rain: A falling feather, caught upon a bill. !ft yoiinc tree has strange power to recall My own lost youth, and each forgotten spring, Iftntl something of the ache that comes to all For old lost joys, stirs me, remembering. I hold my breath whenever I pass by A young tree, slim and sweet against the sky. —Grace Noll Crowell.
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXX, Issue 21640, 4 November 1933, Page 6 (Supplement)
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119A Quiet Corner New Zealand Herald, Volume LXX, Issue 21640, 4 November 1933, Page 6 (Supplement)
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