by Michael S. Glaser
I have always felt the living presence
the forest that calls to me as deeply
as I breathe,
as though the woods were marrow of my bone
I myself were tree, a breathing, reaching
arc of the larger canopy
beside a brook bubbling to foam
like the one
deep in these woods,
that whispers home
Michael Glaser recently received the Homer Dodge Endowed Award for Excellence in Teaching at St. Mary’s College in Maryland. He has served as a Maryland Poet-in-the-Schools for 25 years, published over 300 poems in literary journals, newspapers and anthologies. His most recent collection of poems, Being A Father, was published in July 2004, when he was also appointed as the State of Maryland’s Poet Laureate.
He can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.
This poem is included in Tree Magic: Nature’s Antennae, ed. by Jackie Hofer. http://www.sunshinepress.com/tmhome.htm