Tag: the great war
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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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Notification of Death 1915
She hears gravel level Level step of a step sergeant Loud chest his jangling medals of charge His thumb web black from repeated discharge within a yard of target He hands over a cream card, says Mrs Hargreaves my heart grieves When one leaks, indeed all England bleeds I know that he died on his…