Trench-war development
This butchery of space
wears its frontage
as a pantomine Dame
wears its lipstick
with lashes to match
lashes of despair
and fallen concrete.
Words and image Tommy carroll
Comments
Tommy,
This highly abstract poem has the abiity to conjure. in the mind. so much of which is associated with the horrors of the trenches.
I enjoyed this and thank you
Keith
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Martin Elder
Sun 4th Nov 2018 15:11
This is an absolute stunner of a poem Tommy. I love the metaphor here. I think war often has been a complete pantomime. certainly the first world war was no exception
Nice one