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“In Flanders Fields” by John McCrae
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Length:
4 minutes
Released:
Nov 12, 2019
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Podcast episode
Description
“In Flanders Fields” by John McCrae In Flanders fields the poppies blowBetween the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, flyScarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days agoWe 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 dieWe shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields. xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
Released:
Nov 12, 2019
Format:
Podcast episode
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Rhythms: This week only, Atticus is releasing all seven poems on Sunday. Listen all at once, or enjoy a daily reading throughout the week. by Naked on Cashmere