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Sunday, May 27, 2012

A Poem For Memorial Day

May 27th, 2012

Shiloh: A Requiem
by Herman Melville

Skimming lightly, wheeling still, 
 The swallows fly low 
Over the field in clouded days, 
 The forest-field of Shiloh-- 
Over the field where April rain 
 Solaced the parched ones stretched in pain 
Through the pause of night 
That followed the Sunday fight 
 Around the church of Shiloh-- 
The church so lone, the log-built one, 
That echoed to many a parting groan 
 And natural prayer 
Of dying foemen mingled there-- 
Foemen at morn, but friends at eve-- 
 Fame or country least their care: 
(What like a bullet can undeceive!) 
 But now they lie low, 
While over them the swallows skim, 
 And all is hushed at Shiloh.

2 comments:

  1. And now the Radical Republicans are back with their hate-filled agenda sowing discord ... I truly fear we will reap the whirlwind sooner than later...

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  2. No more Shilohs. No more fodder. We cannot allow imperial misadventures to further erode our fiber as a nation.

    No war outside of an existential threat or the prevention of genocide. Period.

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