Entente Cordiale (John Allan Wyeth Poems)
"You ready, Joe!" "Yessir." —"Messieurs, (John Allan Wyeth)
"You ready, Joe!" "Yessir." —"Messieurs, (John Allan Wyeth)
Sleep ripped apart in the shrilling blast of a shelljerking me back into life—Dawn, and a deadbleak silence split by ...
A dusty sunset in a smoky sky,and soldiers idling over the dry terrain."Stop here—they're somewhere out by Harbonni(John Allan Wyeth)
Steep prickly slopes in shadow from the moonsagging behind us down the strident sky.Guns blaze and slam. The stars burn ...
"Where's the First Battalion? We haven't got any moreidea than you have ~~ they might be anywhere.There's no front line. ...
"All right Tom?" "Yup ~~ I got it fixed ~~ let's start."A slipping crumbly path through scratching brush'down to the river ...
Squat walls of sandbags ~~ and above, a skyall thin and cool with dawn and very far.Black empty stretchers. On ...
High staggering walls, and plank-spiked piles of brickand plaster ~~ jagged gables wrenched apart,and tall dolls' houses cleanly split in ...
Fever, and crowds—and light that cuts your eyes—Men waiting in a long slow-shuffling linewith silent private faces, white and bleak.Long ...
These houses died too long ago to carewho comes and echoes in their empty shells.Our broken rooms stay blank and ...
The sidecar skimmed low down like a flying sledover the straight road with its double screenof wire—the blue profile of ...
Our staff car flies and trails a long-spun hazeover the looping road and the surge and fallof the heaving plains ...
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