The Sycamore Tree by Paul Whitener, oil on canvas
John Womack
SYCAMORE’S SECRET THOUGHTS
after “The Sycamore Tree” by Paul Whitener
Leaning improperly, probably blown so
by the sweet soft winds out of the south,
my limbs still lift me into the sky
so their leaves can keep drinking the sun.
The mountains fall away, descending in glory
sweeping downward in proper array,
then they rise once more and crest again,
joyfully welcoming eternity.
John Womack at the December 2014 Art of Poetry event. Photo courtesy of Roger and Ginny Sanford.
Art of Poetry at the Hickory Museum of Art 
It’s nice to see John as well as the poem and the piece of art. A complete set. Ann Chandonnet