Sunset greeted them when, after a wide circle to the east and south, they cleared the divide of the Contra Costa hills and began dropping down the long grade that led past Redwood Peak to Fruitvale. Beneath them stretched the flatlands to the bay, checkerboarded into fields and broken by the towns of Elmhurst, San Leandro, and Haywards. The smoke of Oakland filled the western sky with haze and murk, while beyond, across the bay, they could see the first winking lights of San Francisco.
Great and little cannot understand one another. But in every child born of man, Father redwood, lurks some seed of greatness waiting for the Food.
And we saw the seed,The minuscule Sequoia seedIn the museum by the tremendous slabOf the tree. And imagined the seedIn soil and the growth quickenedSo that we saw the seed reach out, forcingEarth thru itself into bark, wood, the greenNeedles of a redwood until the treeStood in the room without soil—How much of the earth'sCrust has livedThe seed’s violence!The shock is metaphysical.george oppen
Nixon is the kind of politician who would cut down a redwood tree, then mount the stump for a speech on conservation.adlai stevenson
He is the kind of politician who would cut down a redwood tree and then mount the stump to make a speech for conservation.