Mei 1915

Voor die maand verby is:


by John McCrae, May 1915

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.



Filed under art, gedigte, poetry

11 responses to “Mei 1915

    • War does not determine who is right – only who is left.(Bertrand Russell)

      The cause of war is private property, and since private property is inherent to man, we will always be at war (attributed to Henri Bergson, but not confirmed).

      Just two quotes on war that come to mind:

  1. Inderdaad. Helaas, oorlog het is des mensens. Het dient voor het grote gelijk te bewijzen of om meer te hebben dan een ander. Van de heel lichte vorm tot de heel zware.

  2. ‘n Vriend my het ‘n t-hemp waarin hy gereeld muurbal speel teen my met die woorde: “In war truth is the first casualty”

  3. Dis so hartseer en futiel!

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