VANTAGED snow on the gray pilasters Gleams to the sight so wan and ghostly; The wolfish shadows in the eerie places Sprawl in the mist-light. Sharp-fanged searches the frost, and shackles The sleeping water in broken cellars, And calm and fierce the witch-moon watches, Curious of evil. Flares from the horse-shoe of trenches beckon, Momently soaring and sinking, and often Peer through the naked fire-swept windows Mocking the fallen. Quiet, uneasily quiet -- the guns hushed, Scarcely a rifle-shot cracks through the salient, Only the Cloth Hall sentry's challenge To someone crunching through the frozen snows. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SICILIAN EMIGRANT'S SONG by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS DAYS OF THE MONTH by MOTHER GOOSE LILIES: 28. NOW by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) SHEMA-YISRAEL-ADONAI-ELOHENU ADONAI-ECHOD by NATHAN BERNSTEIN THE ZONNEBEKE ROAD by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN AUTUMN'S SPLENDOURS by CHARLES WILLIAM BRODRIBB ENTERTAINMENT GIVEN BY LORD KNOWLES: SONG 3 by THOMAS CAMPION |