Tag: soldiers
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World on the March
From the vantage of a top window I watch khaki ants vanish Factions action bound make passage Leaving in jolly batches, in patchwork and motley Returning in patch and blood-blotted bandage Hand in hand the gas damaged living in the land of Nod Distant action A sense of traction, of freefall Inked names suffer no…
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March Never Ends
On the march Marsh surrounds the marches My banners like separated arches rise high My forces marshalled, my powers Martian Power in the bowl when bull blood splashes in. On the March, the end of March April pulling in, Spring’s pulled pin Explodes in coloured sequin, printemps decoration fine as Cicero’s oration None of the…