Sunday War Poet...

The theme for this month's war poetry

is 

Places

At a Calgary near Ancre

Wilfred Owen

(1893 - 1918)

One ever hangs where shelled roads part.

In this war He too lost a limb,

But His disciples hide apart;

And now the Soldiers bear with Him.

Near Golgotha strolls many a priest,

And in their faces there is pride

That they were flesh-marked by the Beast

By whom the gentle Christ's denied

The scribes on all the people shove

And bawl allegiance to the state,

But they who love the greater love

Lay down their life; they do not hate

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The Battle of the Ancre (13–18 November), was the final large British attack of the Battle of the Somme in 1916.

On 4 November 1918 Wilfred Owen was killed while attempting to lead his men across the Sambre canal at Ors. The news of his death reached his parents on 11 November, Armistice Day.

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