Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | The Trenches | By A. Alondra |
| THE NIGHT-FALL in the trenches | |
The hungry Russian plain | |
Stretching its endless whiteness | |
Beneath the bullets rain. | |
Those flecks of black and crimson | 5 |
Ah, God! the vultures know! | |
Are hearts that beat with love and hope | |
But one short hour ago. | |
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Above the fumes of battle, | |
Above the shrieks of hell, | 10 |
The singing of the bullet, | |
The crashing of the shell, | |
A dream of gold-green shadows | |
Ah, God! the wood-doves know! | |
Where you and I walked hand in hand | 15 |
A thousand years ago! | | | |
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