Keith Douglas Poems
|1.||Simplify Me When I'm Dead||10/22/2015|
|2.||Aristocrats: 'I Think I Am Becoming A God'||11/25/2014|
|6.||Villanelle Of Spring Bells||1/13/2003|
|7.||How To Kill||12/18/2003|
Comments about Keith Douglas
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 ...