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When great trees fall in forests, small things recoil into silence, their senses eroded beyond fear.

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We breathe, briefly. Our eyes, briefly, see with/5."When Great Trees Fall": The Pòetry of Maya Angelou Mary Jane Lupton As Annie a child Johnson growing in up St. in Louis, Stamps, Missouri Arkansas, in Maya ) Angelou developed (born an Marguerite early love Annie Johnson in St. Louis, Missouri in ) developed an early love for the music of African American poetry and for the rhythms of the Negro.

When great trees fall in forests, small things recoil into silence, their senses eroded beyond fear. When great souls die, the air around us becomes light, rare, sterile. We breathe, briefly. Our eyes, briefly, see with a hurtful clarity. Our memory, suddenly sharpened, examines, gnaws on kind words unsaid, promised walks never taken.

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When great souls die, the air around us becomes light, rare, sterile. We breathe, briefly. Our eyes, briefly, see with a hurtful clarity. Our memory, suddenly sharpened, examines, gnaws on kind words unsaid, promised walks never taken. Great souls die and. When Great Trees Fall by Maya Angelou. advantage of pruning trees Great Trees Fall’ by Maya Angelou speaks about loss as a tragic yet inevitable part of the human experience.

When it strikes, it leaves despair and misery in its path. Loss can eat away at the very heart and soul of a human being. It leaves a gnawing pain that nothing can heal.