Can You Remember?

I was browsing around my hard disk and I stumbled across some of my old assignments. During my 3rd semester, I had to study poems written during the world war one. The authors' works were amazing; very original because they experience first hand the taste of a Raw War.

The poem below by Edmund Blunden reconstruct the emotion of young soldiers in that era. Some wounds may heal and even disappear. But the memories will still remain, leaving a permanent scar through eternity.

Edmund Blunden - Can You Remember?

Yes, I still remember
The whole thing in a way;
Edge and exactitude
Depend on the day.

Of all that prodigious scene
There seems scanty loss,
Though mists mainly float and screen
Canal, spire and fosse;

Though commonly I fail to name
That once obvious Hill,
And where we went and whence we came
To be killed, or kill.
Those mists are spiritual
And luminous-obscure,
Evolved of countless circumstance
Of which I am sure;

Of which, at the instance
Of sound, smell, change and stir,
New-old shapes for ever
Intensely recur.

And some are sparkling, laughing, singing,
Young, heroic, mild;
And some incurable, twisted,
Shrieking, dumb, defiled.

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