Remembrance
The village did flood overnight, but not as badly as a couple of weeks ago, so I hope that all our neighbours’ homes stayed dry this time. There were only a few inches of water over the lane outside our … Continued
Armistice Day
Down the close, darkening lanes they sang their way To the siding-shed, And lined the train with faces grimly gay. Their breasts were stuck all white with wreath and spray As men’s are, dead. Dull porters watched them, and a … Continued