Sunday War Poet...

The theme for this months poetry

 is


Memories




London in War


by


Helen Dircks 

London in War

White faces,

Like helpless petals on the stream,

Swirl by,

Or linger,

And then go….

Ancient summer burns

Where green trees branch

From palaces of stone;

I see the brightness

Through a throbbing gloom,

While a death rattles

To a tripping melody….

Hot laughter comes,

With tears of ice,

Where Wear is God

And God is War;

For He has torn

The gallant spirits that He gave,

Till joy is agony,

And agony is joy….

Night falls with its olden touch,

But sleep comes

Like a bloody man,

And the stars

Are wounded birds

That fall

For ever

I can find very little about the poet Helen Dircks other than she was married in 1917 to the novelist, Frank Arthur Swinnerton but they were later divorced.

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