Beautiful post Jaz... Here’s a poem you might enjoy from the same time period - - and Merry Christmas to you and yours
The Man He Killed
“Had he and I but met
By some old ancient inn,
We should have sat us down to wet
Right many a nipperkin!
“But ranged as infantry,
And staring face to face,
I shot at him as he at me,
And killed him in his place.
“I shot him dead because —
Because he was my foe,
Just so: my foe of course he was;
That’s clear enough; although
“He thought he’d ‘list, perhaps,
Off-hand like — just as I —
Was out of work — had sold his traps —
No other reason why.
“Yes; quaint and curious war is!
You shoot a fellow down
You’d treat if met where any bar is,
Or help to half-a-crown.”
By Thomas Hardy
Thank you for Thomas Hardy’s poem, my FRiend.
It’s thought provoking as well as sad, he portrays war at its very basics.
That made me tear up...and I’m one of those women who RARELY cries.
Merry Christmas to You & Yours - G-d Bless Us, Every One!