Poetry
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Part of Forestry Leaves
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- Poetry
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- AN ORCHID OR TWO TO LIVE BY Forester Doroteo Soriano, Chief, Division of Forest Engineering, has two photostat copies of the handwritten statements made by the late Governor-General Frank Murphy and of the then Secretary of Agriculture and Commerce, Eulogio Rodriguez, on the occasion of their inspection of the Bureau of Forestry on September 27, 1934-18 years or so ago-in line with the program of instituting efficiency and orderliness in all government offices. The photostat copies which Forester Soriano discovered in his private file were forwarded to the Director for purposes of permanent official record. Speaking favorably of the Bureau, the statements are quoted hereunder: "Department of Agriculture and Commerce Bureau of Forestry Manila, P.I. "It is pleasing to note care and orderliness in preserving records and documents in this Bureau; and it is pleasing to see also a marked degree of good morale in a bureau upon whose efficiency and enterprise so much of our future rests. (Sgd.) FRANK MURPHY Governor-GeneTal" "Department of Agriculture and Commerce Bureau of Forestry Manila, P.I. ''The cleanliness and orderliness that I have noted in the Bureau of Forestry indicate progressive and systematic administration. ·Its division of work, the excellent arrangement of the different offices and its preservation of records are remarkable and show a high order of effi( Continued on page 38) GRADUATION ISSUE--April, 1952 • POETRY • TIMBER PATCH I've chopped away at trees enough To know that some are soft inside And some, like ironwood, are tough In bone and gristle, heart and hide. Shagbark hickory spills its blood Easy as a bright vein flowing; Black gum tree and willow wood Heal the cut and keep on growing. If a kn~fe edge girdles beech, One short summer sucks it dry; But sycamore and sumac each Scar the wound and scorn to die. I'd give my a:r away to kno'l.O What spirit breathes the magic breath That forces one hurt tree to grow And lets another bleed to death. By Herbert Merrill MUTE LOVE By TEoDORICO M. MONTOJO How shall I say it, how design a. phrase Of fitting beauty with a ·mouth gone dumb? Or lead my throat down labyrinthine ways Of song e:ralted? Less than meager crumbFrom Love's rich loaf, let fall and brushed aside, . Is an utterance and caressing word: Less forgotten suitor to a bride Or last year's stolen berries to- a bird-My love needs no medium of clumsy tongue To voice its song of ecstacy or grief, Its surety of Eden staf'Ted and young ... Even as greenne88 melts into a leaf Even as sky bends down to kiss the ground-So heart communes with heart without a S01,Lnd. Page 33