I will end this series, as I began, with landscapes. The first group of poems I presented dealt with water, river and sea, though these were used for a variety of purposes. Here too the poets turn their descriptions to different uses. But beneath this they all create a vivid sense of natural beauty.
I begin with a poem by Wimal Dissanayake which conveys vividly the magic of distant jungle places. We all know of strange flowers that bloom unseen, with an intensity of appeal to senses that never apprehend them. Dissanayake blends this with a sense of mystery, of nature in sorrowful sympathy with the sorrows of the world.