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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
REMEMBRANCE: GREEK FOLK-SONG, by MARGARET WIDDEMER Poet's Biography First Line: Not unto the forest - not unto the forest, o my lover! Last Line: There is memory in the forest. Alternate Author Name(s): Schauffler, Mrs. Robert H. Subject(s): Forests; Greece; Honor; Love; Memory; Singing & Singers; Woods; Greeks | |||
Not unto the forest — not unto the forest, O my lover! Why do you lead me to the forest? Joy is where the temples are, lines of dancers swinging far, Drums and lyres and viols in the town (It is dark in the forest) And the flapping leaves will blind me and the clinging vines will bind me And the thorny rose-boughs tear my saffron gown — And I fear the forest. Not unto the forest — not unto the forest, O my lover! There was one once who led me to the forest: Hand in hand we wandered mute, where was neither lyre nor flute, Little stars were bright against the dusk (There was wind in the forest) And the thicket of wild rose breathed across our lips locked close Dizzy perfumings of spikenard and musk . . . I am tired of the forest. Not unto the forest — not unto the forest, O my lover! Take me from the silence of the forest! I will love you by the light and the beat of drums at night And echoing of laughter in my ears, But here in the forest I am still, remembering a forgotten, useless thing, And my eyelids are locked down for fear of tears — There is memory in the forest. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FLOWER NO MORE THAN ITSELF by LINDA GREGG ALMA IN ALL SEASONS by LINDA GREGG ALMA IN THE DARK by LINDA GREGG ALMA TO HER SISTER by LINDA GREGG ALONE WITH THE GODDESS by LINDA GREGG APHRODITE AND THE NATURE OF ART by LINDA GREGG AS BEING IS ETERNAL by LINDA GREGG A BALLAD OF QUEEN ELIZABETH by MARGARET WIDDEMER |
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