Bernard Gutteridge

(1916 - 1985 / Southampton, England)

Bernard Gutteridge Poems

1. Man Into A Churchyard 1/3/2003
2. Sniper 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Bernard Gutteridge


Moves in the rocks with inching fingers.
We among the feathery banana trees
Imagine for him his aim: the steel helmet
And English face filling the backsight's V.
Again as it was last time, that spurting noise,
Thud, and the writhing figure in long grass.
until we match precision with precision:
We move ten men to one and have him then.

I saw the sniper in the afternoon. The rifle
Lay there beside him neatly like his shooting,
The grass twined all about his cap.
He had killed neatly but we had set
Ten men about him to write death in jags ...

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