In “That Air of Ruthlessness in Spring,” the opening poem of The Trees The Trees (Octopus Books, 2011), Christle writes: “I want to show you somethingI don’t care whatI want you to look where I say” (3). While thinking about how to access her book and the poems therein, I read this passage as a directive.
And where does Christle want us to look? Well, she tells us twice in the title: to the trees, of course.
In looking toward the trees, then, I first revisited some of my favorite tree poems in order to remind myself of what they can offer us as readers…
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