Just a quick post to honour those who have fallen in the wars. I thought I'd share a photo of the Storey Bridge (William Jolly Bridge) in Brisbane, which is alight with poppies on Remembrance Day (er, night.)
A lovely display to honour the fallen.
And here's another...
And my favourite Remembrance Day poem -
Break of Day in the Trenches
The darkness crumbles away
It is the same old druid Time as ever,
Only a live thing leaps my hand,
A queer sardonic rat,
As I pull the parapet's poppy
To stick behind my ear.
Droll rat, they would shoot you if they knew
Your cosmopolitan sympathies,
Now you have touched this English hand
You will do the same to a German
Soon, no doubt, if it be your pleasure
To cross the sleeping green between.
It seems you inwardly grin as you pass
Strong eyes, fine limbs, haughty athletes,
Less chanced than you for life,
Bonds to the whims of murder,
Sprawled in the bowels of the earth,
The torn fields of France.
What do you see in our eyes
At the shrieking iron and flame
Hurled through still heavens?
What quaver -what heart aghast?
Poppies whose roots are in men's veins
Drop, and are ever dropping;
But mine in my ear is safe,
Just a little white with the dust.
by
Isaac Rosenberg
1890-1918, written in 1916
1890-1918, written in 1916And here - Donna
And here - Sciencemuller
And here - Fragile mouse
And here - cheekyness
And here - clark
And here - Abby
And here - tinalynnsandoval
And here - Elspeth
And here - Simon
And here - Jan
And here - The Literary Project
There's probably heaps more. Let me know. Next year we'll have to have a Vereran's Blogfest.
