What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?
— Only the monstrous anger of the guns.
Only the stuttering rifles’ rapid rattle
Can patter out their hasty orisons…
– Wilfred Owen
What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?
— Only the monstrous anger of the guns.
Only the stuttering rifles’ rapid rattle
Can patter out their hasty orisons…
– Wilfred Owen
“You seem like the kind of guy who would write poetry on an aircraft carrier” is my new go-to insult.
Sounds like a compliment to me.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Poetry is hard
Bacon.
Maybe you shouldn’t do poetry on an aircraft carrier…