Oswald Couldrey was an Abingdon artist and writer. Jackie lent me a book of his poems called Triolets and Epigrams , published in 1948. A triolet is a verse form with eight short lines. The first line is repeated three times (hence the name), and the second line is repeated twice.
Here are two which mention Abingdon or an Abingdon place. I have put back the date for selection of the Abingdon poems collection to the end of January 2022 in the hope of finding more. The picture shows five trees, in Rye Farm, felled in the last fortnight, after storm damage.
Rye Farm Elms
(felled 1940)
The summer we shall find again,
But not the elms of Andersea,
That could so proudly entertain
The summer. We shall find again
Elsewhere the turtle’s crooned refrain.
Bowers, that drench with melody
The summer, we shall find again –
But not the elms of Andersea.
The Burden of Abingdon
In fifteen years, or less,
You’ll find us in the maw
Of Oxford. What a mess
In fifteen years or less !
Already our skirts caress
That foul and ravening jaw;
In fifteen years or less,
You’ll find us in the maw !
The first is quite pastoral (which I like); the second proved less true in its pessimistic note. A nice verse form, too; thanks, Backstreeter.
I wonder why they felled the elms.
Unfortunately in the recent gale several of the trees split and large limbs fell, and in so doing did considerable damage to other trees in the clump. I walked past a few days later and was amazed by the destruction the storm had caused. I fear all the trees were so badly damaged that they were past saving. A great shame.
Yes – a great shame. But the triolets is about trees felled in 1940. Like John, I wonder why they were taken down.