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Wednesday, October 21, 2009
The Trees by Philip Larkin
Just as the poem's message, this poem itself is very fresh. I can picture the little white buds and the green leaves on the trees. For some reason I enjoyed the lines about telling the age of the tree by the rings.
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megan m.
October 23, 2009 at 2:48 PM
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