John F. McCullagh

Silver Star - 4,289 Points (09/28/1954 / Flushing)

The Cenotaph - Poem by John F. McCullagh

In Whitehall stands a monument,
A column wrought in stone.
Empty as that mother's heart
whose sons did not come home.
It bears the dates of two world wars,
And three carved words I read.
A politician's shibboleth
About "the Glorious Dead"
Standing in November's rain,
No glory came to mind.
Perhaps that word held meaning
in another place and time.
They have passed from living memory
those soldier boys of thine.
Now bronze reliefs and marble wreaths
Recall their deaths to mind.

Topic(s) of this poem: war

Poet's Notes about The Poem

A poem about the war memorial at the Whitehall in London.

Comments about The Cenotaph by John F. McCullagh

  • (8/2/2014 11:51:00 AM)

    Well-imagined; ironic; Attractive irony and moral import[; well-joined. Easy read; Has the Greek Anthology sort of pithiness, with a dash of Victorian sentimentality. (Report) Reply

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  • Gajanan Mishra (8/2/2014 11:28:00 AM)

    recalling death, I like it, thanks. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 2, 2014

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