Tropic Wilderness Poem by Barry Middleton
Tropic Wilderness
tropic wilderness surrounds me
drooping leaves of understory
reach for light
the forest is quiet and peaceful
and I am quite at ease
I have no fear
a giant cypress cools a shady spot
palmetto fans are mine
I have no pain
a mossy path leads to my home
concealed within a hollow oak
the world is far beyond
I see the tropic wilderness
I know where I belong
I see the cool dark waters
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4/26/2024 10:33:46 PM # 1.0.0.1119
palmetto fans are mine: I do not understand the verse, especially the word Palmetto.//In ancient greek poetry the waters of Styx and Acheron river were leading to the underworld.Have a look to my poem Descent at the necro-oracle of Acheron [ Descent to Acheron ] The oracle was excavated by my professor S.Dacaris, whose assistant at the excavation of Dodona I was for two years.
Dimitrios, a palmeto is a small and prolific palm, a Florida srub with leaves in the shape of a fan.