25 April

I’m in my 40’s now and you’re still 23.

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I wont make out to see you this year, but I’ll be by in time.

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4 Responses to “25 April”

  1. george Says:
    April 25, 2007 at 2:42 am

    ” I stood with three comrades in Parliament Square,
    November her grey freights of fire unloading,
    Above us the sea bell eleven exploding.

    Down by the bands and the burning memorial
    beats all the brass in a royal array but at our end we’re not so sartorial
    Out of, as usual, the rig of the day.

    Dinger is wearing his split Pusser’s flannel, rubbed as he is by the regular tide
    Oxo the ducks that he ditched in the channel, in June 1940 while he was inside.
    Kitty recalls his abandon-ship station as he hurries below at the Old Man’s salute,
    And with the deck watch went down for duration, wearing his oppo’s pneumonia suit.

    Comrades for you the black captain of carrachs writes in Whitehall his appalling decisions.
    But as was often the case in the barracks, several ratings are not at divisions.

    I stand alone in Parliament Square.
    Into my eyes the grey seahorses stare,
    over my head sweeps the sun like a swan.
    A cold bugle blows
    And the city moves on”

    Remembrance Day…Charles Causley

  2. Old Fat Sailor Says:
    April 26, 2007 at 1:10 pm

    Absent friends

  3. Angie Schultz Says:
    April 28, 2007 at 5:45 pm

    That’s a great poem, George, but it seems to be called “Armistice Day”. I wasn’t able to find out what collection of Causley’s poems it was in.

  4. george Says:
    April 30, 2007 at 4:23 pm

    Sorry, I memorised it some years back–should have started with the title!

    I don’t recall which collection. Try ‘Goodbye Aggie Weston’

    Good luck.

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