Britta's Letters from (and sometimes about) Berlin
Showing posts with label Robert Frost. Show all posts
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Sunday, 22 March 2015

Eulogy For A Tree


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Since we came to live in Berlin, it was there: the tree in the backyard. 
Morning and evening, 
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winter, spring, summer and autumn. 

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Yesterday I heard the chainsaw screaming in the backyard. Of course Robert Frost's lines sprang into my mind, but nobody listened when I howled "Out, Out!" -

"The buzz saw snarled and rattled in the yard
And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood, (...)

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I'm not overly sentimental (I hope), and the renter will have had her reasons (two big branches had broken down over the years).

But I will miss it - it was the nicest sight the backyard had to offer.