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Poetry Pleases: Home Leave

Ivor Murrellís poem hints at the irreparable loss suffered by some serving soldiers.

Do visit Ivorís engaging Web site www.versifier.co.uk

two us
mama mama
dada come
more us
me me me me
three us?

She always lifted me,
a hands cradle of lift
then comfort.
I hung heavy in his hands,
under the arms, legs dangling,
Returning from killing, he was awkward,
he never caught up with us.
He never had the language.


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