They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning, We will remember them.
For The Fallen - Laurence Binyon ❤️🌹❤️🌹
#RemembranceDay #Remember #NFNov
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders Fields. 🌹❤️🌹❤️
#Remember #RemembranceDay #NFNov
This is a fascinating read, especially for anyone who enjoys a hefty dose of symbolism when they read. Be sure yo let us know your thoughts. Full review in the link.
The Fly was written in the years following the first world war, and has been interpreted as being an anti-war story. What do you see as the things that tied it most significantly to war in general? To WWI specifically? Is there anything you found subtle but important on this subject? #litereads #remembranceday