Category: Poetry
_At Suvla when a sickening curse of sound_ _Came hurtling from the shrapnel-shaken skies,_ _Without a word you shuddered to the ground_ _And with a gesture hid your darkening eyes._ _You are not blind to-day--_ _But were we blind before you went away?_
Can death give you such dignity, and pride So beautiful it puts our grief to shame? For now we stumble as we speak your name, Yet you were just a boy before you died. We questio...
1. Part 1_At Suvla when a sickening curse of sound_ _Came hurtling from the shrapnel-shaken skies,_ _Without a word you shuddered to the ground_ _And with a gesture hid your darkening ey...
3. Part 3O barren days bygone! Now every field Wakes clamorous with dawning life conceived, So has the magic universe revealed Whole happiness to one who half believed-- Whole happiness,...