Sunday War Poet....

Hon. Eleanour Norton

1881

In a Restaurant, 1917

 Encircled by the traffic's roar

Midst music and the blaze of light,

The battle-jaded khaki knights

Throng, sleek and civilised once more

Oh, one there was who, long ago

(three centuries or is it years?)

Adored the splendour and the tears

Of London Ebb - of London Flo

Oh, one whose very presence gave

The common air an added grace

Now in out hearts an empty place

And far in France an unmarked grave.

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I can't find anything about this poet but I rather liked this sad little poem which seemed

a poignant reminder of once what was, and how for some, life was never going to be the same again.

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