‘Juxtaposition’ by Reid McGrath The Society December 6, 2013 Beauty, Poetry Here is a blonde-marked maple tree: Stands by the road so stolidly While mourners make their floral shrines And in the night a taper shines; But soon the taper will burn out And yet the tree will remain stout; And it will stand for years to come Spreading its leaves beneath the sun; And in the Fall will drop them too, And with some Springs its bark renew. Us mourners, we, will go to bed, But where can a tree lay its head? It does not budge or cringe or cry, And does not ask the question: Why? It’s just a token that young man Is done in by his own élan. Reid McGrath is a poet living in the Hudson Valley. Featured Image: “Transcendence,” watercolor, by Cathy Hillegas NOTE TO READERS: If you enjoyed this poem or other content, please consider making a donation to the Society of Classical Poets. The Society of Classical Poets does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments. CODEC News:Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.