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While poet Stanley Plumly is generally regarded as a lyricist in the transcendentalist tradition, his new book, The Marriage of Trees, takes him far from Emerson’s idealism. Plumly’s Trees still blooms with meditations on nature and the soul, but they are offset by the shivering onset of empirical reality, specifically the death of his parents. In “For My Father, Dead at Fifty-Six, On My Fifty-Sixth Birthday,” Plumly recalls a time when his drunken dad humiliated a huge guy in a bar fight, and also the time he playfully wrestled with his son. But when his dad’s heart gave way, Plumly’s stubborn father wouldn’t let the “the dead hands of the doctor” touch him, leaving his son to mourn, “The man at the bar had the option at least of rising and changing back into a man.” Plumly reads with David Biespiel at 8 p.m. at Glenview Mansion, Rockville Civic Center Park, 603 Edmonston Dr., Rockville. FREE. (301) 309-3354. (CP)