Edna St. Vincent Millay

(22 February 1892 – 19 October 1950 / Rockland / Maine / United States)

City Trees - Poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay

The trees along this city street,
Save for the traffic and the trains,
Would make a sound as thin and sweet
As trees in country lanes.

And people standing in their shade
Out of a shower, undoubtedly
Would hear such music as is made
Upon a country tree.

Oh, little leaves that are so dumb
Against the shrieking city air,
I watch you when the wind has come,—
I know what sound is there.


Comments about City Trees by Edna St. Vincent Millay

  • Gold Star - 4,978 Points Rajesh Thankappan (12/23/2014 10:13:00 AM)

    In the din of the city life the tree turns silent. Excellent! (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 37 Points Colleen Courtney (5/17/2014 8:25:00 AM)

    Funny how we pay attention to trees when on a walk through the country but barely give a thought to them when walking or driving through the city. Maybe this is what the poet was thinking? (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 33 Points John Hardesty (7/2/2013 1:30:00 PM)

    She had many trees to write about living in Maine! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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