Shell-Fire the Color of the Moon – Exercise

Poem by Guillaume Apollinaire Collection CalligrammesThemes WarPeriod 20th centuryPrint

Toward a village in the rear
Went four bombardiers
They were covered with dust
From head to foot

They gazed at the vast plain
Speaking among themselves of the past
And barely turned around
When a shell had coughed

All four of the class of sixteen
Spoke of former days, not of the future
Thus was prolonged the asceticism
That trained them to die

Guillaume Apollinaire

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