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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MARCHING (AS SEEN FROM THE LEFT FILE), by ISAAC ROSENBERG Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: My eyes catch ruddy necks Last Line: On strong eyes. Subject(s): Soldiers; Soldiers' Writings; World War I; First World War | |||
(AS SEEN FROM THE LEFT FILE). My eyes catch ruddy necks Sturdily pressed back -- All a red-brick moving glint. Like flaming pendulums, hands Swing across the khaki -- Mustard-coloured khaki -- To the automatic feet. We husband the ancient glory In these bared necks and hands. Not broke is the forge of Mars; But a subtler brain beats iron To shoe the hoofs of death (Who paws dynamic air now). Blind fingers loose an iron cloud To rain immortal darkness on strong eyes. | 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 A BALLAD OF WHITECHAPEL by ISAAC ROSENBERG |
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