Remembrance Day 2007
W.K.E.
It is his hands that I remember:
scholarly hands with the firm
delicacy of a musician's.
When he held a book
his fingers savoured the texture
of paper and binding.
It seemed as though he knew by touch the mysterious
artistry of the letter
perfectly formed, the perfect
balance of a page;
and when you watched his strong
sensitive fingers you shared
the depth of his delight.
You cannot imagine hands
so spiritual and gentle
turned to the uses of war.
It is not to be wondered at that in the first autumn
before the bitter fighting
startled the desert solitude
a random bomb killed him.
George Whalley
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3 comments:
2 minutes silence was had this 'mournig'
Looking at the pictures you posted reminds me, a few years ago when I was back in Regina. I went to the Norman Mackenzie art gallery with my mom. There was a very large art exhibit there, it was paintings made by Canadian war artists dating back to WW1. It was fascinating to think that artists would travel overseas and paint what they saw during battle. The collection is housed in Ottawa. If you ever get to see it, it is well worth the time
The first photo is very haunting.
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