WHAT'S that over there? Thiepval Wood. Take a steady look at it; it'll do you good. Here, these glasses will help you. See any flowers? There sleeps Titania (correct -- the Wood is ours); There sleeps Titania in a deep dugout, Waking, she wonders what all the din's about, And smiles through her tears, and looks ahead ten years, And sees her Wood again, and her usual Grenadiers, All in green, Music in the moon; The burnt rubbish you've just seen Won't beat the Fairy Queen; All the same, it's a shade too soon For you to scribble rhymes In your army book About those times; Take another look; That's where the difficulty is, over there. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON PARTING by GEORGE GORDON BYRON POPPY: FANTASTIC EXTRAVAGANCE by FRANCIS THOMPSON MOON OF LOVELINESS by MUHAMMAD AL-MU'TAMID II ST. AGNES' MORNING by MAXWELL ANDERSON TABULA SECUNDA IN NAUFRAGIO by JOSEPH BEAUMONT |