Young enough still to hold my fathers
hands, we walked at my pace.
passing stalls selling stencils, crumpled
...
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One of those stories where truth is more painful than fiction...I like the succinct 'surprise' ending. It reminds that there were many civilian 'casualties' like your Nan after the War, when many marriages broke up, between men who had lived a heightened life of danger, bravery and romance, and their patient wives...poignant and effective, Vincent. Thank you for a glimpse of life's deeps.
Hi Vincent, I think it could go either way. It's a wonderful poem, no doubt about it. When you say ''There are many types of a casualty of war'' it makes me think he either died or became crazy due to the war. Yeah, your last bit does explain it and stops the readers mind from wondering. Adds a bitterness to it. Honestly, I like the wondering......... Sincerely, Mary
Seen your comment in the forum, Vincey (Jamesy?) . IMO the poem does need the final explanatory stanzas, although perhaps less literally and straightforwardly. It is, of course, a solid piece of writing as it is. Gina.
So personable, Vincent, touching and well scored. -Tailor B.