Memorial Day

So easy to think it’s just another three day weekend, but some reminders courtesy of the NYPL of the origin of this day.

www.nypl.org/blog/2013/05/20/memorial-day

 

And one of the poems that this day evokes for me…

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.


 

And there is that line from Auden’s “The Unknown Solider”

When there was peace, he was for peace: when there was war, he went.


 

Pause and remember.

 

arlington

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