Veterans Day 2020
Charlie Mackesy |
So, let us take a moment this 11th to thank those who have served and still serve our country.
Over one hundred years ago a Canadian soldier wrote the following poem. The poppy, which likes to grow in disturbed ground, such as the shell-churned soil from the salient of World War I, became an emblem of remembrance.
In Flanders Fields
John McCrae - 1872-1918
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.
Books for Veteran’s Day:
Above the dreamless dead : World War I in poetry and comics
Odysseus in America: combat trauma and the trials of homecoming
Veteran Narratives and the Collective Memory of the Vietnam War