Here in the dark, O heart;
Alone with the enduring Earth, and Night,
And Silence, and the warm strange smell of clover;
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At the end of this deeply grieving lament for the dying and dead, he turns away from the darkness and finds hope in the countries of after-war. where peace and laughter and joy abound once again
I am totally flabbergasted over this poet's talent with simplicity. Bringing thoughts forward. Encompassing always a broad scope and exibiting a truely expansive imagination. Really a tragedy we did not receive a longer life span from this incredibly talented writer.