The eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month

[pjthompson]

Solider's Dream

I dreamed kind Jesus fouled the big-gun gears;
And caused a permanent stoppage in all bolts;
And buckled with a smile Mausers and Colts;
And rusted every bayonet with His tears.

And there were no more bombs, of ours or Theirs,
Not even an old flint-lock, nor even a pikel.
But God was vexed, and gave all power to Michael;
And when I woke he'd seen to our repairs.

—Wilfred Owen, July-August 1918

Comments

[sboydtaylor.livejournal.com]

Wow.

[pjthompson]

:-)