summary of the poem (The Tree in Season) by Robert Fisher
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According to the poet in 'The Tree in Season', in spring, the trees are quite happy and full of life. They seem to be humming a lullaby (a song to make the baby sleep) to the buds. The branches are full of green new-born leaves. ... Again, in summer, the trees are in the peak of their lives.
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The tree hums quietly to itselfa lullaby to the budsbursting with baby leavesits branches ride the windsand in all its new green glorythe tree begins to sing.
According to the poet in ‘The Tree in Season’, in spring, the trees are quite happy and full of life. They seem to be humming a lullaby (a song to make the baby sleep) to the buds. The branches are full of green new-born leaves. The branches wave themselves in winds and makes a sound as if they are singing.
The tree stretches in the sunit knows the birds that flythe beasts that run,climb and jumpfrom its heavy loaded branchesit yawns and digs its rootsdeep into the still centerof the spinning earth
Again, in summer, the trees are in the peak of their lives. They stretch their leafy branches towards the sun. The branches are full and heavy with leaves. Birds and other animals find home on those trees where they run, climb and jump. The trees take deep breathe and send their roots deeper towards the earth’s centre to make the fullest use of its properties.
The tree shivers in the shortening dayits leaves turn goldthe clouds passthe seeds fallthe tree drops its coins of goldand the days are richwith the spending of leaves.
When the autumn begins, the days become shorter and the tree shivers in cold. Its leaves turns matured and golden. In the sky the clouds pass by. The seeds and the leaves fall like the ‘coins of gold’. This is as if the trees are very rich to spend so many gold leaves in a day.
Old branches achethe tree stands naked in the stormsfrozen bleak and baredeep underground life lies sleepingthe tree sleepsand waits for the returning sunto wake himfrom him woody dreams.
In Winter’s snow, frost and storm, the tree stands frozen, bleak and naked losing all its leaves. Its life still lies sleeping in the roots underground. Most remain covered under the snow. It waits for the first sun in spring to wake it up from its dream of growing into woods.