“The rank stench of those bodies haunts me still” (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
The rank stench of those bodies haunts me stillAnd I remember things I'd best forget.For now we've marched to a ...
The rank stench of those bodies haunts me stillAnd I remember things I'd best forget.For now we've marched to a ...
Have you forgotten yet?... For the world's events have rumbled on since those gagged days, Like traffic checked while at ...
Dim, gradual thinning of the shapeless gloom Shudders to drizzling daybreak that reveals Disconsolate men who stamp their sodden boots ...
Tossed on the glittering air they soar and skim, Whose voices make the emptiness of light A windy palace. Quavering ...
'Pass it along, the wiring party's going out'- And yawning sentries mumble, 'Wirers going out.' Unravelling; twisting; hammering stakes with ...
In fifty years, when peace outshines Remembrance of the battle lines, Adventurous lads will sigh and cast Proud looks upon ...
I heard the farm cocks crowing, loud, and faint, and thin, When hooded night was going and one clear planet ...
I Because the night was falling warm and still Upon a golden day at April's end, I thought; I will ...
I've listened: and all the sounds I heard Were music,-wind, and stream, and bird. With youth who sang from hill ...
When meadows are grey with the morn In the dusk of the woods it is night: The oak and the ...
Darkness: the rain sluiced down; the mire was deep; It was past twelve on a mid-winter night, When peaceful folk ...
Through darkness curves a spume of falling flares That flood the field with shallow, blanching light. The huddled sentry stares ...
So Davies wrote: ' This leaves me in the pink. ' Then scrawled his name: ' Your loving sweetheart Willie ...
He's got a Blighty wound. He's safe; and then War's fine and bold and bright. She can forget the doomed ...
Voices moving about in the quiet house: Thud of feet and a muffled shutting of doors: Everyone yawning. Only the ...
There seemed a smell of autumn in the air At the bleak end of night; he shivered there In a ...
I'd been on duty from two till four. I went and stared at the dug-out door. Down in the frowst ...
'Fall in, that awkward squad, and strike no more Attractive attitudes! Dress by the right! The luminous rich colours that ...
Hullo! here's my platoon, the lot I had last year. 'The war'll be over soon.' 'What 'opes?' 'No bloody fear!' ...
(EGYPTIAN BASE CAMP) They are gathering round.... Out of the twilight; over the grey-blue sand, Shoals of low-jargoning men drift ...
Well, how are things in Heaven? I wish you'd say, Because I'd like to know that you're all right. Tell ...
(ALEXANDRIA-MARSEILLES) Out in the blustering darkness, on the deck A gleam of stars looks down. Long blurs of black, The ...
Three hours ago he blundered up the trench, Sliding and poising, groping with his boots; Sometimes he tripped and lurched ...
The barrack-square, washed clean with rain, Shines wet and wintry-grey and cold. Young Fusiliers, strong-legged and bold, March and wheel ...
I've never ceased to curse the day I signed A seven years' bargain for the Golden Fleece. 'Twas a bad ...
Three hours ago he blundered up the trench, Sliding and poising, groping with his boots; Sometimes he tripped and lurched ...
I am banished from the patient men who fight They smote my heart to pity, built my pride. Shoulder to ...
O beauty doomed and perfect for an hour, Leaping along the verge of death and night, You show me dauntless ...
There stood a Poplar, tall and straight; The fair, round Moon, uprisen late, Made the long shadow on the grass ...
Music of whispering trees Hushed by a broad-winged breeze Where shaken water gleams; And evening radiance falling With reedy bird-notes ...
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