Central branch of combat
Contact by listening
One fires in the direction “of the noises heard”
The young men of the class of 1915
And these electrified barbed wires
Do not weep then over the horrors of war
Before it we had only the surface
Of the earth and the seas
After it we will have the abysses
The subsoil and aerial space
Masters of the helm
After after
We will take all the joys
Of victors who relax
Women Games Factories Commerce
Industry Agriculture Metal
Fire Crystal Speed
Voice Gaze Touch apart
And together in the touch come from afar
From even farther
From the Beyond of this earth
Guillaume Apollinaire
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