Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN THE PINK', by SIEGFRIED SASSOON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: So davies wrote: 'this leaves me in the pink' Last Line: And still the war goes on -- he don't know why. Subject(s): Soldiers' Writings; World War I; First World War | ||||||||
SO Davies wrote: 'This leaves me in the pink'. Then scrawled his name: 'Your loving sweetheart, Willie'. With crosses for a hug. He'd had a drink Of rum and tea; and, though the barn was chilly, For once his blood ran warm; he had pay to spend. Winter was passing; soon the year would mend. But he couldn't sleep that night; stiff in the dark He groaned and thought of Sundays at the farm, And how he'd go as cheerful as a lark In his best suit, to wander arm in arm With brown-eyed Gwen, and whisper in her ear The simple, silly things she liked to hear. And then he thought: to-morrow night we trudge Up to the trenches, and my boots are rotten. Five miles of stodgy clay and freezing sludge, And everything but wretchedness forgotten. To-night he's in the pink; but soon he'll die. And still the war goes on -- he don't know why. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...D'ANNUNZIO by ERNEST HEMINGWAY 1915: THE TRENCHES by CONRAD AIKEN TO OUR PRESIDENT by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE HORSES by KATHARINE LEE BATES CHILDREN OF THE WAR by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE U-BOAT CREWS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE RED CROSS NURSE by KATHARINE LEE BATES WAR PROFITS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE UNCHANGEABLE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |
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