Category Archives: wwi poetry

“Cut Flowers,” Ivor Gurney

Posted on November 11, 2022 by Victoria Janssen

Cut Flowers Not in blue vases these Nor white, cut flowers are seen But in the August meadows When the reaper falls clean – And the shining and ridged rows Of cut stalks show to the eye As if some … Continue reading →

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“Preparations For Victory,” Edmund Blunden

Posted on November 11, 2016 by Victoria Janssen

Preparations For Victory My soul, dread not the pestilence that hags The valley; flinch not you, my body young. At these great shouting smokes and snarling jags Of fiery iron; as yet may not be flung The dice that claims … Continue reading →

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“Two Hundred Years After,” Siegfried Sassoon

Posted on November 11, 2014 by Victoria Janssen

Two Hundred Years After Trudging by Corbie Ridge one winter’s night, (Unless old hearsay memories tricked his sight) Along the pallid edge of the quiet sky He watched a nosing lorry grinding on, And straggling files of men; when these … Continue reading →

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“The Kaiser and Belgium,” Stephen Phillips

Posted on September 9, 2013 by Victoria Janssen

The Kaiser and Belgium He said: “Thou petty people, let me pass. What canst thou do but bow to me and kneel?” But sudden a dry land caught fire like grass, And answer hurtled but from shell and steel. He … Continue reading →

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“Princeton May, 1917,” Alfred Noyes

Posted on May 27, 2013 by Victoria Janssen

Princeton May 1917 Here Freedom stood by slaughtered friend and foe, And, ere the wrath paled or that sunset died, Looked through the ages; then, with eyes aglow, Laid them to wait that future, side by side. (Lines for a … Continue reading →

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“Jimmy Doane,” Rowland Thirlmere

Posted on April 29, 2013 by Victoria Janssen

Jimmy Doane Often I think of you, Jimmy Doane,— You who, light-heartedly, came to my house Three autumns, to shoot and to eat a grouse! As I sat apart in this quiet room, My mind was full of the horror … Continue reading →

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“The City’s Oldest Known Survivor of the Great War,” James Doyle

Posted on November 18, 2012 by Victoria Janssen

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“The Choice,” Rudyard Kipling

Posted on October 21, 2012 by Victoria Janssen

The Choice 1917 (The American Spirit Speaks) T0 the judge of Right and Wrong With Whom fulfilment lies Our purpose and our power belong, Our faith and sacrifice. Let Freedom’s Land rejoice! Our ancient bonds are riven; Once more to … Continue reading →

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“To My Brother,” Siegfried Sassoon

Posted on October 7, 2012 by Victoria Janssen

To My Brother Give me your hand, my brother, search my face; Look in these eyes lest I should think of shame; For we have made an end of all things base. We are returning by the road we came. … Continue reading →

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“The Dragon and the Undying,” Siegfried Sassoon

Posted on September 30, 2012 by Victoria Janssen

The Dragon and the Undying All night the flares go up; the Dragon sings And beats upon the dark with furious wings; And, stung to rage by his own darting fires, Reaches with grappling coils from town to town; He … Continue reading →

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