Thomas Edison napping at the Ford Edison Camp in Hagerstown, Maryland, with President Warren Harding (right) and automobile tire magnate Harvey Firestone reading the newspapers in the background (1921).
Thomas Edison Napping Under A Tree
Thomas Edison did not like sleep
At night he refused his bed
But he loved to nap under a tree
In a linen suit and leather shoes
As the lustrous languor of
The afternoon illuminated him
And leaves of grass licked
His lounging limbs
The thief of sleep slumbered
Now the factories run all night
The roads are always lit to go
Campus classrooms never rest
We no longer know darkness
As deep as dreams
Or sleep as sweet as
Trees on summer days
There was a time I would
Lay down on the grass
With a group of friends
My head on a backpack
Sated student seasons
Under a tree that was a
Wood and wind instrument
A poem it said to me
Where there is no night
There is no day as bright
Those sleeps are slept
No more for me or tree
–Ticky Kennedy
Reclusive Poet in Residence
SchoolNewsToday.com
NOTE:
Biologists now point to artificial light as a threat to the living environments of organisms as varied as sea turtles and trees. —How the Lightbulb Disrupted Our Sleeping Patterns and Changed the World
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