You could cut a ring all the way around it through the bark. Once the center, the life source- the root is exposed, the tree becomes vulnerable. On yet another level, it talks about human beings in general. He currently resides in Mumbai and practices medicine. Like many of his contemporary poets, Patel struggles hard to come to terms with his environment. I cannot find and do not know about any cure for this parasite. Man is ensured that the tree has no second life and he is happy.
After cutting the tree down, he further cuts it into several convenient pieces. Man is determined not to allow Nature a second life. And then very often what happens is — during those 45 minutes I come to various decisions on what I have to do with the paintings that day … and most often these decisions are fruitful. Like any poison, directionsfor use need to be carefully followed. The source is described as white and wet, probably alluding to tree sap which is a white liquid.
Structure: The language used in the poem is simple yet remarkable. Summary: The poet speaks about the killing of a tree. So we are looking at a pretty grim situation. Article shared by Gieve Patel b. A consortium of logging companies might be able to fund research into finding a cure, and then recoup some of their investment from folks like me and you that want to save our few precious trees! With time, it will start to wither, become dry and bent out of shape, leaving a corpse where a tree used to be.
We will try to get in touch with you as soon as possible. He makes a deep cavity on the earth and roots out the tree which uses anchored safety inside the earth. Copper accumulates in the soil, and is very toxicto fish through groundwater runoff. Each stanza comprises varying lines. I got out the water blaster andmanaged to irradicate nearly all of it. Please contact Saffronart for further details. He is a medical practitioner by profession and he lives in Mumbai.
He outlines in some detail a period in his working day that he considers to be very important. Man is ensured that the tree has no second life. The poem is preoccupied with attributing human physicality and qualities to the tree, as seen in most other poems of Patel. Similarly, it is not as easy to kill the human soul. The underbrush takes a lot of water and nutrients, so if you get rid of it, there's more for the tree.
More Information: I am convinced that lichen is harmful to trees and I have tried afew things to get rid of it. The tree which symbolises Nature has grown slowly consuming the earth and rising out of its crust. Lichens can physically be brushed off using a very gentle brush orscraping with a soft wood chip. He is a man of many shades - a practicing general physician, a self-taught artist, a poet and a playwright - all at the same time. Finally, the strength of the tree will be exposed, from the very source where the white and wet, which is the most sensitive part which has been hidden for many years inside the earth. Not a simple jab of the knife Will do it.
It goes through stages of browning, hardening, twisting and withering before it finally dies. In addition, she freelances as a blogger for topics like sewing and running, with a little baking, gift-giving, and gardening having occasionally been thrown in the topic list. After working for two years 1969 —71 as a medical officer in rural Gujarat, he returned to Bombay where he now has his own clinic. His artistry extends from writing to painting, and he has penned poems and plays alike. The tree overcomes hacking and chopping by branching off small stems with the help of its roots. Everytime Patel talks of cutting down a tree, he portrays it as killing it. Both their works are full of acutely observed, but warmly depicted, studies of human failings.
The tree endures all the pain but continues to live as it heals over time. A jab of a knife is not enough. The cutting down of trees is equated with death. His first show was held in Mumbai in 1966. New green twigs will grow again; boughs chopped off will be replaced by new boughs, which will grow into their former size.
Someone like Bhupen Khakhar might even, while he is painting, enjoy talking about these things. We are one piece of the puzzle, overall. He says that a lot of work has to be done in order to kill a tree and it cannot be killed by merely attacking it with an axe. It is not that art fails us by betraying our humanity in some sterile grab at eternity. India, Myth and Reality, Oxford in 1982; Contemporary Indian Art, , 1982. Katrak is a doctor in Bombay and has published two volumes of poetry so far, Poems 1966 and How Do You Withstand, Body 1976.