Branch by branch
This tree has died. Green only
Is one last bough, moving its leaves in the sun.
What evil ate its root, what blight,
What ugly thing,
Let the mole say, the bird sing;
Or the white worm behind the shedding bark
Tick in the dark.
You and I have only one thing to do:
Saw the trunk through.
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Confirmed with Edna St. Vincent Millay, Collected Poems, edited by Norma Millay, New York: Harper and Brothers Publishers, [1956], page 336.
Note: The following individuals provided invaluable help in determining when this poem was first published: Brenda Wiard of 2neat.com, Janet Hughes from the library of Pennsylvania State University, and particularly Kristi Addleman Ritter, also from the from the library of Pennsylvania State University. Their assistance is gratefully acknowledged.
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- GER German (Deutsch) (Sharon Krebs) , "Ast um Ast", copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Ast um Ast
Ist dieser Baum gestorben. Grün ist nur
Ein letzter Zweig, seine Blätter in der Sonne regend.
Welch Übel hat an seiner Wurzel genagt, welche Fäulnis,
Welch abscheuliches Ding,
Laß es den Maulwurf sagen, den Vogel singen;
Oder den weißen Wurm hinter der herabfallenden Rinde
Es im Dunkel ticken.
Dir und mir bleibt nur eins übrig:
Den Stamm durchzusägen.