EUCALYPTUS TREES

by: Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962)

      HANKFUL, my country, be to him who first
      Brought hither from Australia oversea
      Sapling or seed of the undeciduous tree
      Whose grave and sombre foliage fears no burst
      Of heat from summer-naked heavens, nor thirst
      Though all the winter is rainless, and the bee
      Starves, finding not a blossom. Patiently
      The great roots delve, and feel though deep-immersed
      Some layer of ancient moisture, and the leaves
      Perish not, hanging pointed in the sky.
      To see these lofty trunks gray-barked and broad
      Wall with clear shade a long white southern road
      I have been as one devoted, who receives
      An impulse or a promise from on high.

"Eucalyptus Trees" is reprinted from Californians. Robinson Jeffers. New York: Macmillan, 1916.

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