POEMS
POEMS
BY
GEOFFREY DEARMER
NEW YORK
Robert M. McBride & Company
1918
Dedication
To CHRISTOPHER
Killed, Suvla Bay, October 6th, 1915.
At Suvla when a sickening curse of sound
Came hurtling from the shrapnel-shaken skies,
Without a word you shuddered to the ground
And with a gesture hid your darkening eyes.
You are not blind to-day—
But were we blind before you went away?
Came hurtling from the shrapnel-shaken skies,
Without a word you shuddered to the ground
And with a gesture hid your darkening eyes.
You are not blind to-day—
But were we blind before you went away?
Forgive us then, if, faltering, we fail
To speak in terms articulate of you;
Now Death’s celestial journeymen unveil
Your naked soul—the soul we hardly knew.
O beauty scarce unfurled,
Your blood shall help to purify the world.
To speak in terms articulate of you;
Now Death’s celestial journeymen unveil
Your naked soul—the soul we hardly knew.
O beauty scarce unfurled,
Your blood shall help to purify the world.
Awakened now, no longer we believe
Knight-errantry a myth of long ago.
Let us not shame your happiness and grieve;
All close we feel you live and move, we know
Your life shall ever be
Close to our lives enshrined eternally.
Knight-errantry a myth of long ago.
Let us not shame your happiness and grieve;
All close we feel you live and move, we know
Your life shall ever be
Close to our lives enshrined eternally.
CONTENTS
| From “W” Beach | 3 |
| A Prayer | 5 |
| Fallen | 6 |
| The Turkish Trench Dog | 7 |
| The Sentinel | 9 |
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