| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917. |
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| 238. O Brother Tree |
| | | By Max Michelson |
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| O BROTHER tree! O brother tree! Tell to me, thy brother, | |
| The secret of thy life, | |
| The wonder of thy being. | |
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| My brother tree, my brother tree, | |
| My heart is open to thee— | 5 |
| Reveal me all thy secrets. | |
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| Beloved tree, beloved tree, | |
| I have shattered all my pride. | |
| I love thee, brother, as myself. | |
| Oh, explain to me thy wonders. | 10 |
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| Beloved one, adored one, | |
| I will not babble of it among fools— | |
| I will tell it only to the unspoiled: | |
| Reveal to me thy being. | |
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| I have watched thy leaves in sunshine, | 15 |
| I have heard them in the storm. | |
| My heart drank a droplet of thy holy joy and wonder, | |
| One drop from the ocean of thy wonder. | |
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| I am thy humble brother—I am thine own. | |
| Reveal thy life to me, | 20 |
| Reveal thy calm joy to me, | |
| Reveal to me thy serene knowledge. | |
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