Poem-A-Day: My Lady Is Compared to a Young Tree by Vachel Lindsay

My Lady Is Compared to a Young Tree by Vachel Lindsay When I see a young tree In its white beginning, With white leaves And white buds Barely tipped with green, In the April weather, In the weeping sunshine-- Then I see my lady, My democratic queen, Standing free and equal With the youngest woodland sapling Swaying, singing in the wind, Delicate and white: Soul so near to blossom, Fragile, strong as death; A kiss from far-off Eden, A flash of Judgment's trumpet-- April's breath. Today's poem is in the public domain. Work by Lindsay The Congo and Other Poems    Poem-A-Day launched in 2006 and features new and previously unpublished poems by contemporary poets on weekdays and classic poems on weekends. Browse the Poem-A-Day archive.   Thanks for being a part of the Academy of American Poets community. To learn about other programs, including National Poetry Month, Poem In Your Pocket Day, the annual Poets Forum, and more, visit Poets.org. April 28, 2013 Vachel Lindsay was born in Springfield, Illinois on November 10, 1879. He was known as the Prairie Troubadour because he integrated music into his poems and performed them theatrically. He died in 1931.  Related Poems My Friend Tree by Lorine Niedecker Letter from Town: The Almond Tree by D. H. Lawrence Goddess of Maple at Evening by Chard deNiord

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