Veterans Day: “We are the Dead”

Veterans Day is not for celebrating or idolizing. Veterans Day is for Remembering and Mourning, and for focusing on ways to end the madness of War and War Deaths. -kia

In Flanders Fields

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In Flanders fields the poppies blow

Between the crosses, row on row,

    That mark our place; and in the sky

    The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

    Loved and were loved, and now we lie,

        In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from failing hands we throw

    The torch; be yours to hold it high.

    If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

        In Flanders fields.

To E. T.

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I slumbered with your poems on my breast 

Spread open as I dropped them half-read through 

Like dove wings on a figure on a tomb 

To see, if in a dream they brought of you, 

I might not have the chance I missed in life 

Through some delay, and call you to your face 

First soldier, and then poet, and then both, 

Who died a soldier-poet of your race. 

I meant, you meant, that nothing should remain 

Unsaid between us, brother, and this remained— 

And one thing more that was not then to say: 

The Victory for what it lost and gained. 

You went to meet the shell’s embrace of fire 

On Vimy Ridge; and when you fell that day 

The war seemed over more for you than me, 

But now for me than you—the other way. 

How over, though, for even me who knew 

The foe thrust back unsafe beyond the Rhine, 

If I was not to speak of it to you 

And see you pleased once more with words of mine? 


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