Wednesday, November 21, 2012

From Brando to Barossa

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

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.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.  
     
The first time I heard this poem Trees by Joyce Kilmer, I was 10 and had just seen my first of
many, many, many multiple viewings of Superman II - the one directed by Richard Lester. 
The lines were intoned by Jor-El, technically played by Marlon Brando and also by John Hollis,
but that's a whole different back story.  Anyhow, this memory is just atypical of my childhood
sponge-years and another instance of how pop culture heavily influenced my
literary inclinations in the early years.
Long story short, my thoughts had flitted on this poem from time to time throughout the decades,
but it'd never really bubbled much above my consciousness until I embarked on this road trip to South Australia's bountiful wine regions (Barossa Valley, McLaren Vale and Adelaide Hills,) and saw the beautiful and diverse cross section of trees in Adelaide and beyond. 
Of course, it helps greatly that they are set against spectacularly dramatic backdrops
generously provided by the sky and the good earth.
Here are some of my favourite images that I'd captured on my new-ish Sony RX-100:








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