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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=424631" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Amazon Jungle After Alfred Tennyson The Brook</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">By mangrove swamps I idle round, <br>my canopy's world wonder, <br>leafcutter ants beneath the ground<br>where three toed sloths would wander.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tall forest Tarzan never knew<br>from ground grows great, colossal. <br>My ecosystem filters through<br>sward broadleaf basin fossil.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I wind about, and in and out, <br>with here a silted delta, <br>an anaconda round about<br>observes the helter-skelter.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pass here and there a native hut<br>pirogues moored to lianas, <br>with cataracts which canyons cut<br>mid mangroves and bananas.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I link all life all along my route, <br>but scoff at lilly-liver, <br>some men pollute both tree and root -<br>for them who cares a stiver.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'd slide by lazing jaguars<br>admired by nature lovers, <br>lush greens, blush browns flushed far from bars, <br>barred are crass concrete covers.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I turn, return, upstream and down, <br>here deep, there sleep in shallows, <br>wild orchid winning wonder's crown: <br>soon jungle man's trace swallows.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Six thousand kilometers long<br>from Andes to Atlantic<br>my tributaries maze among<br>an area gigantic. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'd flourish under moon and stars<br>an Eden no machetes<br>can cut down, with no motor cars, <br>few churches, no confettis.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My birds and monkeys most hirsute<br>cry by the flowing river, <br>though men pollute both tree and root, <br>Time is the best forgiver.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lush leaf dome's home to serpent, fruits, <br>pollution pleases never, <br>Men's ill repute themselves confutes<br>while I'll grow green for ever...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For five and fifty million years<br>my fiber feelers flexing<br>have followed flood flow, snubbed frontiers, <br>Man's attitude perplexing. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">One pours on heartless human ways, <br>greed's petty sharps and trebles: <br>heed! trouble bubble piper pays<br>pollution's golden pebbles.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Immoral and illicit mines <br>monstrosities metallic, <br>mercurial man now spews, refines: <br>conduct anencephallic.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Vast torrent's pure transparent flow <br>once glowed - before greed fever: <br>now brash men cash hunt, rash, come, go, <br>naught can grow up for ever.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Frogs chortled over leafy way, <br>'bove turtles, carps, joy croaking, <br>where jaguar at sunset lay -<br>now last survivor's croaking.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Men burn my basin, fell my trees<br>for timber for poor housing, <br>where once was bird song, beauty, bees, <br>now here drunk men carousing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I stem as Amazon offline, <br>pirahnas my stems lining, <br>but some regret that Auld Lang Syne<br>when evergreens are pining.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Men chatter, chatter, fight, dispute, <br>they're takers, I life giver, <br>but men pollute both tree and root, <br>while banking on the river.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(After Alfred Tennyson The Brook 22 April 2010 revised 10 February 2012) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I stem from Amazon offline, <br>pirhanas my stems lining, <br>but some regret that Auld Lang Syne<br>when evergreens are pining.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">By mangrove swamps I idle round, <br>my canopy's a wonder, <br>leafcutter ants beneath the ground<br>where three toed sloths would wander.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Till by illegal mines I grow<br>or grew - before greed's fever -<br>where brash men cash hunt, rash, come, go, <br>naught can grow up for ever.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Frogs chortled over leafy way, <br>'bove little carps joy croaking, <br>where jaguar at sunset lay -<br>now last survivor's croaking.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Men burn my acres, cut my trees<br>for timber for your housing, <br>where once was birds song, beauty, bees, <br>now here drunk men carousing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I wonder over heartless ways, <br>man's little sharps and trebles, <br>greed's bubble swiftly piper pays<br>hopes burst on golden pebbles.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Men chatter, chatter, fight, dispute, <br>they're takers, I life giver, <br>but men pollute both tree and root, <br>while banking on the river.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I wind about, and in and out, <br>with here a silted delta, <br>an anaconda round about<br>observes the helter-skelter.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pass here and there a native hut<br>pirogues moored to lianas, <br>with cataracts which canyons cut<br>mid mangroves and bananas.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I link all life all along my route, <br>but scoff at lilly-liver, <br>some men pollute both tree and root -<br>for them who cares a stiver.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I slide by lazing jaguars, <br>admired by nature lovers<br>Iush greens and browns all free from bars<br>and crass grey concrete covers..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I turn, return, upstream and down, <br>here deep and there in shallows, <br>wild orchid winning wonder's crown<br>soon jungle man's trace swallows.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I flourish under moon and stars<br>an Eden no machetes<br>can cut down, with no motor cars, <br>few churches, no confettis.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My birds and monkeys most hirsute<br>cry by the flowing river, <br>though men pollute both tree and root, <br>Time is the best forgiver.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lush leaf dome's home to serpent, fruit, <br>pollution pleases never, <br>Men's ill repute themselves confutes<br>while I'll grow green for ever.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(After Alfred Tennyson The Brook 22 April 2010) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Brook<br>I come from haunts of coot and hern, <br>I make a sudden sally<br>And sparkle out among the fern, <br>To bicker down a valley.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">By thirty hills I hurry down, <br>Or slip between the ridges, <br>By twenty thorpes, a little town, <br>And half a hundred bridges.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Till last by Philip's farm I flow<br>To join the brimming river, <br>For men may come and men may go, <br>But I go on for ever.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I chatter over stony ways, <br>In little sharps and trebles, <br>I bubble into eddying bays, <br>I babble on the pebbles.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With many a curve my banks I fret<br>By many a field and fallow, <br>And many a fairy foreland set<br>With willow-weed and mallow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I chatter, chatter, as I flow<br>To join the brimming river, <br>For men may come and men may go, <br>But I go on for ever.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I wind about, and in and out, <br>With here a blossom sailing, <br>And here and there a lusty trout, <br>And here and there a grayling, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And here and there a foamy flake<br>Upon me, as I travel<br>With many a silvery waterbreak<br>Above the golden gravel, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And draw them all along, and flow<br>To join the brimming river<br>For men may come and men may go, <br>But I go on for ever.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I steal by lawns and grassy plots, <br>I slide by hazel covers; <br>I move the sweet forget-me-nots<br>That grow for happy lovers.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance, <br>Among my skimming swallows; <br>I make the netted sunbeam dance<br>Against my sandy shallows.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I murmur under moon and stars<br>In brambly wildernesses; <br>I linger by my shingly bars; <br>I loiter round my cresses; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And out again I curve and flow<br>To join the brimming river, <br>For men may come and men may go, <br>But I go on for ever.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Robin">Jonathan Robin</a><div class=q>
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my canopy's world wonder, 
leafcutter ants beneath the ground
where three toed sloths would wander.

Tall forest Tarzan never knew
from ground grows great, colossal. 
My ecosystem filters through
sward broadleaf b..."></div>
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