Some of you who know me here, and on Twitter, know of my passion for both poetry, and history that is brought to life. Thinking over what I might post here today for this linky, I settled on this poem, that takes us back to World War One, by one of the great war poets…
Everyone suddenly burst out singing;
And I was filled with such delight
As prisoned birds must find in freedom,
Winging wildly across the white
Orchards and dark-green fields; on–on–and out of sight.
Everyone’s voice was suddenly lifted;
And beauty came like the setting sun:
My heart was shaken with tears; and horror
Drifted away … O, but Everyone
Was a bird; and the song was wordless; the singing will never be done.
Siegfried Sassoon (1886 – 1967)