if my hangnails were trees...

a blog about people and trees and how we're all connected
because we all have a bit of a dark side.
so, let’s talk about it.

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-em

because we all have a bit of a dark side.

so, let’s talk about it.

please join the conversation either via the Facebook group or the direct survey link listed below:

Facebook Page

Survey Link

-em

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Darkness: The Internal vs. External

my dearest trees,
would you mind helping me out?
i am currently doing research for a work of fiction that i hope to complete by next Spring/Summer.  it is my own adaptation of the poem “Darkness” by Lord Byron.  its purpose is to highlight the depth of the poem while also providing an enriched backstory- which has otherwise been untold.  a primary exploration of the book will be to distinguish what Darkness is, and whether or not the speaker/humanity will survive.
after reading countless articles and papers, i have decided that a survey would be of great benefit to me and my research.  below you’ll find a link to the survey i’ve composed; it provides the poem followed by ten questions.

keep in mind the survey is geared towards a more academic audience.  if you want to give short “yeh” and “nah” answers, this isn’t the survey for you, nor will it help with my research.  i’m not requesting huge, drawn out essays as a response for each question, but established opinions (three or more sentences) will suit the survey best.

please feel free to pass this survey forward, as long as you mention/cite myself, em collins, as the proper author.  

thank you so much.  now, fiddle away you literary minds, you.


SURVEY LINK, YO.



-em

Darkness: The Internal vs. External

my dearest trees,

would you mind helping me out?

i am currently doing research for a work of fiction that i hope to complete by next Spring/Summer.  it is my own adaptation of the poem “Darkness” by Lord Byron.  its purpose is to highlight the depth of the poem while also providing an enriched backstory- which has otherwise been untold.  a primary exploration of the book will be to distinguish what Darkness is, and whether or not the speaker/humanity will survive.
after reading countless articles and papers, i have decided that a survey would be of great benefit to me and my research.  below you’ll find a link to the survey i’ve composed; it provides the poem followed by ten questions.
keep in mind the survey is geared towards a more academic audience.  if you want to give short “yeh” and “nah” answers, this isn’t the survey for you, nor will it help with my research.  i’m not requesting huge, drawn out essays as a response for each question, but established opinions (three or more sentences) will suit the survey best.
please feel free to pass this survey forward, as long as you mention/cite myself, em collins, as the proper author.  
thank you so much.  now, fiddle away you literary minds, you.
SURVEY LINK, YO.
-em
some will set you on fire.  others will try to implode you so that their machinery muscles can weave through either side of you.  and together these titanic tidal waves will try to negate your efforts, and all the light you’ve absorbed these 4.5 billion years of patiently growing, by acting as though you never existed.  
in this case, take a little advice from Ansel Adams:
"a good photograph is knowing where to stand."
because good things take time.  they take exposure.  they take a bit of light and darkness coming together to enforce a new reality.  in other words, a little good and a little bad help develop its inevitable greatness.  don’t forget the fire, the implosion, or the tidal waves, my trees.  embrace them.  then prove the bastards wrong by growing even more and reaching new heights.
-em

some will set you on fire.  others will try to implode you so that their machinery muscles can weave through either side of you.  and together these titanic tidal waves will try to negate your efforts, and all the light you’ve absorbed these 4.5 billion years of patiently growing, by acting as though you never existed.  

in this case, take a little advice from Ansel Adams:

"a good photograph is knowing where to stand."

because good things take time.  they take exposure.  they take a bit of light and darkness coming together to enforce a new reality.  in other words, a little good and a little bad help develop its inevitable greatness.  don’t forget the fire, the implosion, or the tidal waves, my trees.  embrace them.  then prove the bastards wrong by growing even more and reaching new heights.

-em

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if my hangnails were trees…

maybe my scars are leftover craters from my Cretaceous period and my moles and freckles are mountains and valleys that have been in-the-making for the better part of my most recent billion years.

perhaps my whole body is more of a landscape - more of an earth- than i realize, and maybe, when writing, i should always start here:

with my tree filled, cliff hanger fingers and my hot core pumping iron and oxygen through my rooty veins.  

after all, if my hangnails are trees, i’ve got some growing to do.

-em

our ever-tempting good hearts.

"The crowd was famish’d by degrees; but two
Of an enormous city did survive,
And they were enemies; they met beside
The dying embers of an alter-place,
Where had been heap’d a mass of holy things
For an unholy usage…

The populous and the powerful— was a lump…”

Byron put it simply.

so, may we use our ever-tempting good hearts to do the good that is necessary, that is vital in pumping the oxygen through this large earth’s veins.  lord knows we trees could use it.

if my hangnails were trees…

the skin perched on my fingertips would challenge the notion how forests grow.

because she’ll take your breath away.
happy earth day.

because she’ll take your breath away.

happy earth day.

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because sometimes we get tired of trying.

because sometimes we get tired of trying.

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may we always write with more than just our words.
 

may we always write with more than just our words.

 

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because anything can happen.

because anything can happen.

never settle for a view less than what you deserve.

never settle for a view less than what you deserve.

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because sometimes we need a cup of sun.

because sometimes we need a cup of sun.

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