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Alone in the woods I felt
The bitter hostility of the sky and the trees
Nature has taught her creatures to hate
Man that fusses and fumes
Unquiet man
As the sap rises in the trees
As the sap paints the trees a violent green
So rises the wrath of Nature's creatures
At man
So paints the face of Nature a violent green.
Nature is sick at man
Sick at his fuss and fume
Sick at his agonies
Sick at his gaudy mind
That drives his body
Ever more quickly
More and more
In the wrong direction.
Stevie Smith
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Comments about this poem (Alone in the Woods
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Stevie Smith
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MARK L. BERRYANN (1/26/2010 10:29:00 PM)
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Earlier tonight I posted my last poem 'Death By Fire'. Upon posting DBF I noticed a new reader name in my people who read me (Stevie Smith) . After reading her biography, as posted here at Poemhunter, I felt I knew this woman and related to her closely. Having first read Stevie's 'Alone In The Woods' my arms were covered in goosebumps. I wrote DBF preparing to retire from poetry due to life asking to move on. A happy parting from one another 'my rhyme and I'. Not so sure after this coincidence (or message) .
Thank You (Angel Stevie Smith)
Mark
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Tim Woodhouse (11/2/2008 4:01:00 PM)
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I was walking alone on Alderley Edge and felt a fear and a sense of my own insignificance in the face of Nature.
This poem reminds me of this.
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