Trees by joyce kilmer where is the nest of robins

Here, the poet is again comparing the creativity of humans with the creativity of God. He concludes that humans creativity can never be as perfect as that of God. Humans can never make something like the tree. The whole poem is symbolic in which nature is personified and its Creator is appreciated. Another important aspect of this poem is the criticism of humans activities against the nature. God creates trees, while humans cut it to and write poems on the paper made out of it.

The poet seems to be critical of this activity. This is why he calls himself and other poets fools. Read important questions and answers of this poem. Skip to content. Table of Contents. Tags: CBSE. Nothing more could have been expressed in in applauding mother nature the tree A great poem. My mother use to quote this poem about a tree just to aggravate me when I was little. It would make me mad and she would laugh about it.

She only went to 8th grade back in 40's. She got married at 15 and had me at age of She grew up with 5 kids before age Now I see the poem as a lovely poem. Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge Next Poem. Previous Poem. Joyce Kilmer. Autoplay Next Video.

Tuesday, December 31, Download image of this poem. Report this poem. Des Arbres fr. Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree. National Poetry Month. Materials for Teachers Teach This Poem. Poems for Kids. Poetry for Teens.

Lesson Plans. Resources for Teachers. Academy of American Poets. American Poets Magazine. Poems Find and share the perfect poems. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the sweet earth's flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain.

This poem is in the public domain. Love's Lantern for Aline Because the road was steep and long And through a dark and lonely land, God set upon my lips a song And put a lantern in my hand. Through miles on weary miles of night That stretch relentless in my way My lantern burns serene and white, An unexhausted cup of day.