Isaac Rosenberg

Break of Day in the Trenches – Isaac Rosenberg

Break of Day in the Trenches – Isaac Rosenberg

The darkness crumbles away It is the same old druid Time as ever, Only a live thing leaps my hand, A queer sardonic rat, As I pull the parapet’s poppy To stick behind my ear. Droll rat, they would shoot you if they knew Your cosmopolitan sympathies, Now you have touched this English hand You w... »