I snatched two poppies From the parapet's ledge, Two bright red poppies That winked on the ledge. Behind my ear I stuck one through, One blood red poppy I gave to you. The sandbags narrowed And screwed out our jest, And tore the poppy You had on your breast ... Down a shell O! Christ, I am choked ... safe ... dust blind, I See trench floor poppies Strewn. Smashed you lie. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EVENING IN A SUGAR ORCHARD by ROBERT FROST UTOPIA by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE DINNER-PARTY by AMY LOWELL DOMESDAY BOOK: LOVERIDGE CHASE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE NEW APOCRYPHA: BERENICE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS TO A MAN WORKING HIS WAY THROUGH THE CROWD by MARIANNE MOORE |