Frederic Manning

(22 July 1882 – 22 February 1935 / Sydney)

Frederic Manning Poems

1. At Even 4/10/2010
2. Leaves 4/10/2010
3. The Sign 4/10/2010
4. Kore 4/10/2010
5. Grotesque 4/10/2010
6. The Trenches 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Frederic Manning

The Trenches

Endless lanes sunken in the clay,
Bays, and traverses, fringed with wasted herbage,
Seed-pods of blue scabious, and some lingering blooms;
And the sky, seen as from a well,
Brilliant with frosty stars.
We stumble, cursing, on the slippery duck-boards.
Goaded like the damned by some invisible wrath,
A will stronger than weariness, stronger than animal fear,
Implacable and monotonous.

Here a shaft, slanting, and below
A dusty and flickering light from one feeble candle
And prone figures sleeping uneasily,

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