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Tuesday, May 17, 2011

In Flanders Fields

I was going to post this on memorial day, but I'm going to be gone in the mountains enjoying God's creation without any computer. So without further ado, I present In Flanders Fields by Lieutenant Colonel 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.


  1. One of the best poems from WWI. You probably know Graves, Sassoon, Owen etc., but my favorite is Graves Goliath and David.

  2. Ah, yes, Robert Graves is one of my favorite poets. fourth on my list, in fact. I have not read many of owen or sassoon's poetry, but I have read a few poems by them, and I do like them.