Elizabeth Daryush

(8 December 1887 - 7 April 1977 / Oxford / England)

Flanders Fields - Poem by Elizabeth Daryush

Here the scanted daisy glows
Glorious as the carmined rose;
Here the hill-top's verdure mean
Fair is with unfading green;
Here, where sorrow still must tread,
All her graves are garlanded.

And still, O glad passer-by
Of the fields of agony,
Lower laughter's voice, and bare
Thy head in the valley where
Poppies bright and rustling wheat
Are a desert to love's feet.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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