The poem opens with a reference to "The Tomb of the Unknown Soldier / across there. On the enemy's side." This points to the universal nature of such memorials, found in all countries, regardless of their roles in conflicts. The mention of it being a "good landmark / for gunners of the future" is deeply ironic and chilling. It suggests that these memorials, meant to symbolize peace and remembrance, could ironically serve as markers in future conflicts, perpetuating the cycle of war. Amichai then shifts the setting to London's war monument at Hyde Park Corner, describing it with metaphors typically associated with celebration or festivity, such as "decorated / like a magnificent cake." This juxtaposition of a war memorial with the imagery of a cake is striking and somewhat surreal. It underscores the idea of glorification and perhaps the trivialization of war in public memory. The description of the monument includes typical elements of such memorials - "another soldier / lifting head and rifle, / another cannon, another eagle, another / stone angel" - emphasizing their formulaic and repetitive nature. The "whipped cream of a huge marble flag / poured over it all / with an expert hand" further extends the metaphor, suggesting that the grandeur and pomp of these memorials can overshadow the individual tragedies they are meant to commemorate. The final lines, "But the candied, much-too-red cherries / were already gobbled up / by the glutton of hearts. Amen," are particularly poignant. The "much-too-red cherries" can be seen as a symbol of the lives lost in war, their vivid color reminiscent of blood. The fact that these cherries were "gobbled up / by the glutton of hearts" might represent how quickly societies consume, forget, or become desensitized to the sacrifices of war. The closing "Amen" serves as a solemn acknowledgment of this sad reality. Through this poem, Amichai critiques the way societies remember and sometimes glamorize war through memorials. He points to the irony and tragedy inherent in commemorating something as destructive as war in a manner that sometimes seems almost celebratory or ornamental. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TIDE OF FAITH by MARY ANN EVANS MISS KILMANSEGG AND HER PRECIOUS LEG: HER BIRTH by THOMAS HOOD BREAK OF DAY IN THE TRENCHES by ISAAC ROSENBERG GREAT THOUGHTS by PHILIP JAMES BAILEY SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 22 by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) THE LAST MAN: LIFE'S UNCERTAINTY by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES RELIQUES by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN EAST SIDE MOVING PICTURE THEATRE - SUNDAY by MAXWELL BODENHEIM |