"Latona and the Lycian Peasants" by Jan Brueghel‘Why Take the Suite of Forest Dreams’ (in Triolets) by Angela Porter The Society July 5, 2017 Beauty, News of Note, Poetry, The Environment 3 Comments This poem is written in response to proposals to sell ancient public forests to private developers in England. https://saveourwoods.co.uk/ Oh, site where forest now is laid – Why take the suite of forest dreams? And live on angry air and claim. Oh, site where forest now is laid – Where once was closed the steam railway. From window glances neighbourly – Oh, site where forest now is laid – Why take the suite of forest dreams? As buttery the birds there sing. Beyond the piano blossom. The tall grass listens to the wind. As buttery the birds there sing. Note butterflies; many mingle With industry nestled close. As buttery the birds there sing. Beyond the piano blossom. Ancient forest darkly arches. It cuts into the history. And where now the locals’ heart is. Ancient forest darkly arches. Why should our thirst for nature parch? Is for us a tale so sorry. Ancient forest darkly arches. It cuts into the history. I met walkers on rugged path. Who scarce believed this place could go. Their dogs knew well the way and back. I met walkers on rugged path. We stopped and chatted on these acts. Here myths and legends, fairies grow. I met walkers on rugged path. Who scarce believed this place could go. Angela Porter is a poet living in England. Views expressed by individual poets and writers on this website and by commenters do not represent the views of the entire Society. The comments section on regular posts is meant to be a place for civil and fruitful discussion. Pseudonyms are discouraged. The individual poet or writer featured in a post has the ability to remove any or all comments by emailing submissions@ classicalpoets.org with the details and under the subject title “Remove Comment.” Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 3 Responses David Hollywood July 6, 2017 Tragically this awful fate is prevalent in so many rustically beautiful places. I felt pensive and forlorn in your described picture. More of the same please, Reply Angela Porter July 8, 2017 Thank you, your response is thoughtful. I had a lot to say, about thirty five triolets initially, whittled down to just four. Reply Angela Porter March 6, 2019 I am very pleased to read in a local newspaper that the railway could return to the forest in the future. Angela. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.