The veterans of the last time
die off one by one
with a smile
and bitter memories
and pride
but which those others had no chance
to find within themselves
which would think the other
more fortunate?
I hope those in the first stanza are considered more fortunate by all but there is a loneliness rendered by endurance.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Mr. Shepherd, a pretty good peom but I got confused with the whiches. Grammaticaly theyre somehow off. Am I jts being dense? Ive read the poem several times and I get stuck in the which parts. I like the conceopt of the poem. P-Snob