posted on 2024-05-02, 18:52authored byFirst World War Poetry Digital Archive Project Team
The spirit drank the café lights; All the hot life that glittered there, And heard men say to women gay, 'Life is just so in France'. The spirit dreams of café lights, And golden faces and soft tones, And hears men groan to broken men, 'This is not Life in France'. Heaped stones and a charred signboard show With grass between and dead folk under, And some birds sing, while the spirit takes wing. And this is Life in France.
History
Identifier
3279.txt
Creator
Rosenberg, Isaac (1890-1918)
Date
1977
Date Created
01/01/1977
Temporal Date
31/12/1977
Type
Poem
Rights
The Isaac Rosenberg Literary Estate. As published in Rosenberg, Isaac; Bottomley, Gordon [ed.]; Harding, Denys [ed.], The Collected Poems of Isaac Rosenberg. London: Chatto and Windus, 1977. Preliminaries and editorial matter omitted.