Francis William Bourdillon

(22 March 1852 – 13 January 1921 / Runcorn, Cheshire)

Here And There - Poem by Francis William Bourdillon

'HERE'

Soft benediction of September sun;
Voices of children, laughing as they run;
Green English lawns, bright flowers and butterflies;
And over all the blue embracing skies.

'THERE'

Tumult and roaring of the incessant gun;
Dead men and dying, trenches lost and won;
Blood, mud, and havoc, bugles, shoutings, cries;
And over all the blue embracing skies.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 8, 2010



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