tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22777475.post3225004129932887776..comments2024-03-28T08:42:27.454+00:00Comments on thequacksoflife: That there's some corner of a foreign field That is forever England.The Quacks of Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05165918541194607143noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22777475.post-86828040572491637262008-11-09T19:33:00.000+00:002008-11-09T19:33:00.000+00:00I've found the translation for the poems and now I...I've found the translation for the poems and now I understand what you meant to say. <BR/><BR/>"My subject is War, and the pity of War. <BR/>The Poetry is in the pity. [...]<BR/>All a poet can do today is warn."<BR/>(Wilfred Owen)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22777475.post-57977023655827009392008-11-09T18:37:00.000+00:002008-11-09T18:37:00.000+00:00Thank youThank youTricia Ryderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05010432313312804286noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22777475.post-35512602019863711572008-11-09T13:42:00.000+00:002008-11-09T13:42:00.000+00:00Thanks Pete. I'm in the States at the moment and t...Thanks Pete. I'm in the States at the moment and these poems really sum up the suffering of all those wars. They don't seem to have remembrance services this weekend. Thank you. JaneJane Adamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02629361652647367708noreply@blogger.com