That tree said
I don’t like that white car under me,
it smells gasoline
That other tree next to it said
O you’re always complaining
you’re a neurotic
you can see by the way you’re bent over.
July 6, 1981, 8 p.m.
This poem is eco-critical in nature and brings into spotlight the hazardous effects of modern technology on the natural order. The first tree represents the voice of nature against the alarming growth of machine at the cost of nature. The second tree, in an ironic mood, asks the first tree to accept the reality as it is.