Tuesday, May 26, 2009

A Poem for Tuesday

I have been reading the Maisie Dobbs mystery series by Jacqueline Winspear this spring. This series takes place 15 years after WWI and deals with the aftermath of that war upon England's young adults. Our poem today is a WWI favorite in honor of Memorial Day.

In Flanders Fields
Lt.-Col. John McCrae

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.

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