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11/11 Remembrance

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HAVE you forgotten yet?...
For the world's events have rumbled on since those gagged days,
Like traffic checked while at the crossing of city-ways:
And the haunted gap in your mind has filled with thoughts that flow
Like clouds in the lit heaven of life; and you're a man reprieved to go,
Taking your peaceful share of Time, with joy to spare.
But the past is just the same--and War's a bloody game...
Have you forgotten yet?...
Look down, and swear by the slain of the War that you'll never forget.

From "Aftermath"
S Sassoon

JokerXL says:

Well done for posting this Twigs, I feel it's very important.

11th Nov 2006, 08:24

JokerXL says:


Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there, I did not die.

Various sources attribute this poem to the one of the following authors:
(A) Mary Frye
(B) Joyce Fossen
(C) An unknown member of the Hobi Native American Tribe

11th Nov 2006, 08:28

FilbertFox says:

i admit to my shame i have not bought a poppy this year, i haven't been anywhere where they were being sold. I usually get 1 red and 1 white.

I did however ask the saxophone group to honour the 2 minute silence, in the middle of our practice.

11th Nov 2006, 15:03

Twiglet says:

I know what you mean FFox, I didn't see many for sale but according to me mum's Daily Express the Royal British Legion have had their best year. (But do we believe a word that is printed in the Express....?)

DD took some money into school and came home with some which is how I was able to take this one to bits to photo it. We observed the silence at the local minor injuries walk in clinic where they *relayed* the silence live on the radio (LBC) from one of the London landmarks, Trafalquar Square I think!

11th Nov 2006, 19:28

MaggieD says:

Poppies were sold at school ... First World War Poets are part of the ciriculum ... we sold out first time round! .... shame is the lesson has not been learnt ......

11th Nov 2006, 19:35

JokerXL says:

Oh, we'll all just go running back as soon as they ask us the next time.
Line-up, line-up, let's all go and kill each other, again.

11th Nov 2006, 21:06

Sprocket says:

Maggie D – do you know of a 1st World War poem called "Vergissmeinicht" (sp!!! I remember it from school, but never found a copy since).

11th Nov 2006, 21:09

JokerXL says:


Three weeks gone and the combatants gone
returning over the nightmare ground
we found the place again, and found
the soldier sprawling in the sun.

The frowning barrel of his gun
overshadowing. As we came on
that day, he hit my tank with one
like the entry of a demon.

Look. Here in the gunpit spoil
the dishonoured picture of his girl
who has put: Steffi. Vergissmeinnicht.
in a copybook gothic script.

We see him almost with content,
abased, and seeming to have paid
and mocked at by his own equipment
that's hard and good when he's decayed.

But she would weep to see today
how on his skin the swart flies move;
the dust upon the paper eye
and the burst stomach like a cave.

For here the lover and killer are mingled
who had one body and one heart.
And death who had the soldier singled
has done the lover mortal hurt.

Keith Douglas

11th Nov 2006, 21:19

Sprocket says:

Thank you so much Joker.

That really means a lot to me.

11th Nov 2006, 21:24

JokerXL says:

Was that the right one Sprocket?
Glad to help.
Check these guys out;

11th Nov 2006, 21:25

Twiglet says:

Ah, Joker, the wonders of the internet! I was going to point Sprocket towards page 107 of the book "The Terrible Rain" (The war poets 1939-1945) !!

*Slouches away feeling like the librarian in the movie "The day after tomorrow"* : D

11th Nov 2006, 22:01

JokerXL says:

Hehe, faster on the fingers this time.

11th Nov 2006, 22:11

Sprocket says:

Thanks to you both, it's much appreciated.

11th Nov 2006, 22:31

mrs540air says:

do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there I did not Die

I am forever in the breeze beyond the birds and all the trees.
forever in my thoughts

11th Nov 2006, 22:44