Hi shah,
I’m sorry this one’s going altogether over the top of my head.
Is it a poem that’s a comment on a story of a battle that some reader’s may
recognize? I mean there’s only ONE victor (it's not an army that's won but
one person...), yet there are lots of weapons and lots of people. Why is the
horse lifted up? It must all relate to a story – possibly an old Indian
story - I don’t know! Who's the monarch? Are the white flags, flags of
surrender - so is this a massacre?). There's a story in here somewhere! I’m
intrigued – but baffled!
I also see its sonnet shape (and, as usual, find I have to play a little by
adding a few small words to make it flow in my UK English) but I find, each
time I read through it, I keep thinking, “there’s something I don’t know
which I feel I want to know, something which I should know!”
And the voice at the end... who's voice???????
Others may get it. But I can’t. Help.
Bob
>From: c s shah <[log in to unmask]>
>Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
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>Subject: NEW: The War Cry
>Date: Tue, 29 Apr 2003 10:43:09 +0530
>
>The War Cry
>
>The horses and elephants ran wild,
>chariots wheeled themselves to fore,
>as swords and javelins exchanged places:
>the arms, legs, head, neck, and faces;
>feelings and emotions were spared
>as they were already counted dead.
>
>The victor roamed with diminishing
>confidence, and retreated to his solitude.
>The soldiers lifted a white horse, high,
>for the white flags had turned all red;
>peace found itself difficult to declare
>in the absence of inspiring monarch.
>
>A voice surfaced amidst wailing and moans:
>Experience is a painful proof of final truth.
>--
>
>c s shah
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