Blog Post #1: 10 observations about Yeats’ “The lake Isle of Innisfree”

1: Several lines start with the word “And” giving a run-on sentence feel.

2: The first stanza and the last stanza have corresponding meters and rhyme schemes.

3:The middle stanza is less organized and more scattered on the page.

4: “I will arise and go now” repeats at at the beginning of the final stanza, which works to create a full circle in the content of the poem.

5: Looking at the form of this poem in its entirety, it looks sort of like a sandwich or a cheeseburger with two solid stanzas on both the top and bottom, and then a mess of ingredients in the middle.

6:The inventory that he lists in the first stanza of all his belongings is quite short.

7:Several words have a solemn and solitary connotation such as “alone,” “slow,” “peace,” “glow.”

8:The poem reads in the future tense. In other words, this is a goal or dream that the narrator has. He states, “I will” and “I shall.”

9:The middle section feels more enchanting with phrases such as “midnight’s all a glimmer,” “Noon a purple glow,” “Crickets singing,” “Evening full of linnets wings.”

10: The final stanza comes back into present tense, and is more raw in its depiction of nature. For instance, grey pavement and lapping water.


Save KD

KD is the most important tree at Dickinson, that is for sure. I didn’t know it either at the beginning of the semester, but she is for sure a crucial part of this campus and needs to be saved

She needs to be saved for more reasons than just our personal connection. As I enter and exit Stern every Tuesday and Thursday morning, I am greeted by this small but important tree and reminded constantly of how closely she is connected with the beautiful scenery that makes Stern so special, and all of the small animals that depend on her. Although she isn’t the youngest tree out there, she is still in the middle of her life and deserves to live the rest of it to the fullest. Her historic value is important to Dickinson because she has been around longer than other trees on the Quad, and therefore has more sentimental value than others do. More people are likely to connect to KD because of the amount of time she has been around.IMG_2735

Although her leaves have fallen, and she looks quite bare and cold, it is important to remember how beautiful and lively she is when in full bloom. She adds hope and fresh air to an area of the Dickinson academic quad that needs it the most. When in full bloom, she is the positivity that this campus needs. When in full bloom, she looks snow-capped, making her one of Dickinson’s most unique trees. As spring turns to summer, she is as green as can be. She is truly the best of both worlds, as she represents all different types of beauty that a tree could possibly offer.

IMG_2722.JPGKD, a Kousa Dogwood tree, is native to Asian countries. Therefore it is important that she stays where she is, left unharmed, because she is located right in front of Stern, which is home to the East Asian Studies department. Thus, KD further educates the students that walk into the building ona daily basis, creating an environment that mimics that of an Asian country. She creates a more authentic environment at Stern and supports an educational environment.


We Are All Part Of Something Bigger

To me, Pop is a friend and an important part of the environment here. He provides a home for so many of the native organisms, especially cardinals (they are one of my favorite birds). He is a home for so many insects as well. From the ants to the bees and butterflies that visit his yellow flowers in the spring, he does it all. He has seen so much on this campus too. The many students he has listened to and heard their concerns, fears and doubts. He is part of a beautiful campus that is as photogenic as Leonardo DiCaprio in the Titanic, which happens to be one of Pop’s favorite movies). He may be a young tree still but he’s part of a huge system. Trees release the oxygen we need to breathe and the dwindling number of trees equals a dwindling amount of oxygen in the atmosphere. Pop is helping to combat this. Every tree is a part of this ecosystem just as we are all part of the ecosystem in which we live. Pop also really enjoys where he lives and the experiences he has been a part of. He is very connected to this campus and the people who inhabit it.

Save Kylander!

I have enjoyed visiting Kylander this semester:  he and his little habitat next to admissions have provided a calm spot of quiet reflection during my busy weeks.  While he may not have the large, swinging branches of the trees in front of my house I liked to climb as a kid, he can–and will–provide a lot of joy now and in the years to come.  Remember, Kylander is only a small nugget of a tree–he still has a lot of growing to do!  Imagine being able to return to campus every year to see his branches grow longer and trunk taller; creating a nice canopy over the admissions habitat for all of Dickinson’s beloved squirrels to burrow in.  If he is allowed to live, someday students will be able to sit in the shade of Kylander’s branches.  Please don’t destroy what is bound to be a beautiful future for Kylander by chopping him down to make cork–who even likes corkboards anyways??  Save Kylander and his family; buy some glue dots to hang your pictures and command hooks to store your keys.  Better yet, kill two birds with one stone and just reuse an old bowl to store your keys instead of contributing to plastic waste!

What impression would prospective students get of Dickinson, a supposedly sustainably-minded school, if they cut down the adorable little tree right outside of admissions?  What would they have to look at otherwise?  More buildings?  They see enough of those on tours.  Parking lots?  Come on, we all know that they’re part of the problem.  Now that I think about it, what would Kylander’s home become if he was removed from it?  There are a few small shrubs nearby, but not enough to be considered worth saving with a mindset geared toward making money.  Despite the many large parking lots, street curbs cutting between campus, and ban on cars for freshmen, Dickinson students are constantly complaining about there not being enough parking.  A new parking lot at Kylander’s home would stop these complaints and make more money for the school as more people buy parking passes, but at what cost?  Yup, all the environmental values that Dickinson claims to abide by.  (On that note, why is Dickinson considering cutting down any of its trees if it’s such a sustainable school?)

Not only would cutting down Kylander and developing his home remove any semblance of environmental values from Dickinson, but it would also steal from any future beauty at that site.  Every spring and summer, winds blow away Kylander’s seeds and they find themselves rooted throughout campus.  Some must not go too far.  In a few years, there could be a miniature grove of trees that would provide a home for animals and serenity for students.  Overall, letting Kylander stay at Dickinson would benefit more people than the minimal amount of cork that could be made from such a small trunk.IMG_5448

Kylander’s Contributions


Kylander’s view of campus

In an ideal world, we’d appreciate all natural environments for the sake of their own existence more so than for what they provide for humans.  This is only beginning to become the case on a larger scale, as there are movements to protect wonders of the world such as the Amazon Rainforest not for the shade the trees provide or adventurous weekends kayaking on the Amazon River, but for the habitat it provides for millions of plant and animal species that would be wiped out in the event of its destruction.  The polar ice caps similarly do not create an environmental concern for their beauty, but for the sake of polar bears and other creatures who need land masses to not drown.

These examples take a strong leaning within the New Ecological Paradigm, which seeks to challenge the quasi-biblical idea that humanity’s intelligence has given our species a claim to the earth and its resources.  While this paradigm stresses the idea that each species should be granted with undeterred survival simply based on its existence, it also emphasizes that humans are no more exceptional than any other species.  Therefore, solving our environmental challenges can be approached using the New Ecological Paradigm:  we should also protect the rain forests for the important ingredients for cancer-curing medications they contain and the polar ice caps to prevent entire nations from sinking, creating millions of climate refugees.

NEP also stresses the recognition of natural sites as culturally significant, as opposed to the Human Exemptionalist Paradigm which takes a more capitalistic, human-centric approached.  Under an HEP thought process, Kylander’s trunk and branches may be seen as firewood or a means to make cork; thus how he got his family name, Amur Corktree.  His leaves would be turned to mulch or fertilizer–mixed with additives of course rather than the natural one that is created when they fall every autumn and benefit the entire ecosystem rather than simply one person’s backyard.  He’d live on through seeds that have been scattered around throughout time, however the trees that would come from them would face a similar fate.

From an NEP-based perspective, Kylander would still provide much use to his community, however he is able to do so without being completely destroyed.  He’d be both a home to the small animals such as squirrels that run around campus, a relaxing place to sit after a long day, a source of shade (once he grows bigger, that is–a chance he may not get under HEP thought), and even simply an aesthetically pleasing aspect of the admissions building.  While Kylander may not have a large scale impact on the planet like the polar ice caps or Amazon rain forest, he still plays an important role in a community.

Field Notes #2

Today, I wanted to go visit my tree because I wanted to see Erine on his worst days. It was a gloomy Thursday at 2:30. Before I sat down, I watched what seemed to be my tree shrugged over as it was sad. The bright yellow leaves seemed to be pointing down rather than facing up with authority. Looking at my tree made me just as sad as he looked. I wanted to clear the dark grey sky with my hand and bring the sun out. I wanted to watch him glisten in the sun and show off its beautiful qualities. Instead I wanted to grab a blanket and through it over Erine so he did not get cold.

I had to wear a rain jacket and bring a towel so I did not get wet when I sat under Erine. I felt drops of rain falling off the leaves as the hood of my rain jacket and shoulders.

Not many people were outside. They would only go outside when they wanted to eat or had to go to class. I heard people, assuming first years, complaining about the workload and classes they needed to take to fill requirements. People stared at me and were most likely wondering why I was sitting under a tree, in the rain at 2:30 in the afternoon. I could have easily cam to visit Erine. But, it was something I had to do even though I did not want too.

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It is a Sunday morning around 10:30 and I was coming back from breakfast. I sat down with my back on the tree as I face Witwer Hall. I put my back to the street because I do not like to look at the street; I would rather face nature and people watch. Morgan Hall is on my left and Drayer Hall is to my ten o’clock. The day was a little breezy but still warm for an October morning. All I needed to wear was a long sleeve shirt and shorts.

Before I sat under my tree, I was lost in my trees beauty. Most of the bright yellow/ yellow purplish leaves were still on Erine. The trunk was firm, standing up-right as if was proud to be alive.

Carlisle residents were walking their dogs on the pathway and some even came up to me to ask me if I was okay. They thought I slept under the tree all night. Students would pass by talking about how their night was and last minute work they put off. One couple was talking about going to spring break in the Bahamas with both of their family. This was a great experience for me. Sitting down and taking a break from the world without thinking about homework is very relaxing. I recommend it for everyone


I CANNOT BELIEVE DICKINSON IS CUTTING DOWN TREES. ESPECIALLY 15 OF THEM! It’s always a sad day to see a tree cut down, but I can’t defend all trees. Similiar to the Lorax, I will fail. With that in mind, I am choosing one tree to protect and that is my hop hornbeam. My tree might not be the prettiest tree in Morgan Field, but trust me Dickinson needs it. It grows on a rocky hill, which the other trees will not be able to do. There is no replacing my tree and if it gets cut down there will just be an empty space.

It also backs up Dickinson’s messages. It needs minimal water and similar to the Dickinson community it tries to conserve water. A tree that provides oxygen for us to breath and takes little water to do so is exactly the type of tree we want! Not only does it save water, but my tree has both male and female leaves of different colors. She supports all genders, races, and ethnic groups. Isabel is the kindest tree in the quad and she needs to stay alive to spread her joyful spirit.

My tree also has sac like pods that resemble hops. So though she supports drinking alcohol, which college students enjoy, she is not a huge drinker. It’s almost as if she is teaching the world that a drink every once in a while is not the worst idea, but don’t over do it.

I will admit, I have been selfish this semester. I have not shared the nice rock that rests under Isabel. If Dickinson saves her, I promise that I will let other students enjoy the nice shade and quiet area that she gives to us.

If Isabel dies I will be extremely sad and there will be an empty space in Morgan Field that cannot be filled.


Leaves have started to fall

Leaves have started to fall

Nice Autumn Day

Nice Autumn Day

My treeeeee

My treeeeee



63 Degrees in November

Leaves are beginning to fall off of sandy this week, but at a relatively slow rate. Other tree’s leaves litter the wide mulch circle at her base. But you can tell her leaves apart from the other tree’s leaves. The other tree’s leaves are dried and brown and crunchy. When you walk on them, they crackle beneath your feet. Sandy’s fallen leaves are still golden yellow and burnt orange. They are much thinner and less waxy then when they were green and on her branches, but they still hold much more life then do that other leaves that have gathered at the base. For early November it is alarmingly warm still. Yesterday it was almost 63 degrees during the afternoon, and although it is cold at night, it is hard to believe, at this moment, sitting under sandy in the afternoon sun shine, that the semester is drawing to a close and it will be winter soon. I remember in past years, in early November, we have already had snow, and it had been bitterly cold. Maybe this is the cause for Sandy’s late change of leaves. On her truck, in the deeper of the two cracks, a spider is building its web.  She is not there right now, but the web looks to be in progress. Sandy overall has lost about 20-40% of the leaves. At this point all leaves left on the tree have changed colors. Some have even turned slightly brown but are still on the tree. The leaves at have fallen are not dry and crispy, they look as if they still have life, but the wind blew them off.

Save Mr. Bur

There are so many trees in the world that cutting one down won’t make a difference. Right? Wrong. We are running out of trees at an alarming rate, so every tree left standing is a tiny victory in itself. Every tree has value and every tree has worth, but sadly a lot of people value consumerism and money more than trees.

Trees have a use-value far more important than paper, wooden chairs, or houses! Sure, trees can be cut down and made into cool things that we use everyday, but don’t we have enough STUFF? As Gould said, a use value is “anything that satisfies a human want” (Gould 1943:96). There are use-values that aren’t material things, but sadly this is ignored nowadays.

Over the course of my relationship with Mr. Bur, I have realized that he has a lot to offer. Although he doesn’t talk much, Mr. Bur and I have gotten to know each other pretty well. When it was hot out, he let me sit in his shade. When I had work to do, he let me lean against his trunk so I could read my books more comfortably. When it was a beautiful day out, he gave me a nice spot to lay and people-watch. Once we became friends, it was almost as if I had my own spot on campus that no one knew about. I introduced him to a few friends, and he let me watch his squirrel friends play on his branches, which I always enjoyed. Mr. Bur definitely has a use-value to myself as an individual.

Mr. Bur also has a use-value to the local environment. As everyone in Carlisle knows, there are a lot of squirrels in this town. A lot. Mr. Bur selflessly let his squirrel friends eat his acorns so that they could get nice and fat for the winter. Mr. Bur had a lot of acorns, and the squirrels relied on him heavily. If he had been cut down, the squirrels would not have had enough nuts and would have suffered through the whole winter. Mr. Bur is useful to the campus because he is beautiful. Without him, Morgan Field would look a little barer, and we all know prospective students and their families love foliage. Mr. Bur definitely makes Dickinson a more attractive campus in every season. The global ecosystem needs Mr. Bur as well. His leaves filter carbon dioxide out of our air, and give us the oxygen we need to breathe. He supports insects, squirrels, and birds, all while he cleans the air we breathe. He does a lot for the ecosystem, without asking much in return. All he asks is soil for his roots. The world needs Mr. Bur for all of these reasons. If he was cut down and used to make another thing, that is all he would become. He would no longer feed squirrels, no longer support birds, no longer offer shade on hot days, and no longer give beauty to the campus. Is that thing really even comparable to all of the things Mr. Bur already does? I think not, and you should too.

Mr. Bur in the Winter

Mr. Bur in the Winter