John William Streets

(1883-1916 / England)

A Lark Above The Trenches - Poem by John William Streets

Hushed is the shriek of hurtling shells: and hark!
Somewhere within that bit of soft blue sky-
Grand in his loneliness, his ecstasy,
His lyric wild and free-carols a lark:

I in the trench, he lost in heaven afar,
I dream of Love, its ecstasy he sings;
Doth lure my soul to love till like a star
It flashes into Life: O tireless wings

That beat love's message into melody-
A song that touches in this place remote
Gladness supreme in its undying note
And stirs to life the soul of memory-
'Tis strange that while you're beating into life
Men here below are plunged in sanguine strife!


FRANCE, 19l6


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 22, 2010



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