Suki Dhanda
// November 16th, 2004 // Photographs, Poetry
phat picture! brings to mind a poem by siegfied sassoon:
Everyone sang
Everyone suddenly burst out singing;
And I was filled with such delight
As prisoned birds must find in freedom,
Winging wildly across the white
Orchards and dark-green fields;
on—on—and out of sight.
Everyone’s voice was suddenly lifted;
And beauty came like the setting sun:
My heart was shaken with tears; and horror
Drifted away… O, but Everyone
Was a bird; and the song was wordless;
the singing will never be done.
(Siegfried Sassoon, April 1919)
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