The Birch-Tree At Loschwitz Poem by Amy Levy
The Birch-Tree At Loschwitz
At Loschwitz above the city
The air is sunny and chill;
The birch-trees and the pine-trees
Grow thick upon the hill.
Lone and tall, with silver stem,
A birch-tree stands apart;
The passionate wind of spring-time
Stirs in its leafy heart.
I lean against the birch-tree,
My arms around it twine;
It pulses, and leaps, and quivers,
Like a human heart to mine.
One moment I stand, then sudden
Let loose mine arms that cling:
O God! the lonely hillside,
The passionate wind of spring!
Despite her good literary writings and popular poems, she was not haapy: Despite many friends and an active literary life, Levy had suffered from episodes of major depression
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from an early age which, together with her growing deafness, led her to commit suicide on September 10,1889, at the age of twenty-seven, by inhaling carbon monoxide. Oscar Wilde wrote an obituary for her in Women's World in which he praised her gifts.