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Title
Witness
Date
2020
Medium
oak
Accession number
KT18_ML_S224
Acquisition method
commissioned by the Woodland Trust
Work type
War memorial
Owner
Woodland Trust
Custodian
Woodland Trust
Work status
extant
Unveiling date
2021
Access
at all times
Access note
car park with paths is due to be built off Headley Road (as of 2022); otherwise on foot from Langly Vale Road, or across Woodland Trust paths
Inscription description
inscribed with excerpts from poems relating to the First World War: verse 1: Now 'mid thy splinter'd trees the great shells crash; verse 2: Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both; verse 3: The unfathomable deep Forest where all must lose Their way, however straight, Or winding, soon or late; They cannot choose.; verse 4: And peace came. And lying in Sheer I look round at the corpses of the larches Whom they slew to make pit-props; verse 5: Today I found in Mametz Wood A certain cure for lust of blood; verse 6: Let us remember Spring will come again To the scorched, blackened woods, where all the wounded trees; verse 7: They are strewn like blossoms mown down by chance On the blood-brown meadows of Flanders and France.; verse 8: Think how it wakes the seeds; verse 9: A sister's shadow sways through the still grove To greet the heroes' spirits, the bloodied heads.
