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In Flanders Fields
"In Flanders Fields" is a war poem in the form of a rondeau, written
during the First World War by Canadian physician and Lt. Col. John
McCrae. He was inspired to write it on May 3, 1915, after presiding over
the funeral of friend and fellow soldier Alexis Helmer, who died during
the Second Battle of Ypres.
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
–Lt. Col. John McCrae
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
–Lt. Col. John McCrae
My dad shared with me, that he recited, In Flanders Fields at a Memorial Day service, when he was in school. It is something he still is proud of doing and remembers well.
What a nice post. I love this poem and have read it many times. Glad to read it again. That is so sweet about your dad reading the poem. Thank you Carla.
ReplyDeleteFlander's Fields is such a beautiful poem! I have also posted it for Memorial Day. I love the Lego men, they are so cool!! I hope you have a wonderful weekend.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem! Wonderful memory for your dad!
ReplyDeleteI had forgotten that Flanders was in southern Belgium/northern France. Daddy fought in France in WWII. Reciting this poem is a wonderful memory for your Dad.
ReplyDeleteMy dad fought in WWII, he flew over many such fields I am sure...perhaps even this one.
ReplyDeleteThat's a great photo! What a nice poem and memory to share.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for sharing this with me.
ReplyDeleteWe learnt this poem at school -- but I'm distressed we're still at war and haven't learnt anything it seems since the First World War...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful memory, I'm so glad you shared the poem ❤️
ReplyDeleteA very nice post Carla ...
ReplyDeleteAll the best Jan
We had to learn In Flander's Field in school too, an amazing poem to commit to memory. I enjoyed reading it again, it has long since left my memory though, lol!
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