A poem by Alan Dugan
Because of the unaccountable spirit of the troops
oh we were marched as we were never marched before
and flanked them off from home. Stupid Meade
was after them, head on to tail, but we convinced
him, finally, to flank, flank, cut off their head.
He finally understood, the idiot, and got a fort
named after him, for wisdom. He probably thought
Lee would conquer Washington from Appomattox
if he, Meade, should march his infantry behind
him, Lee. Ah well, the unaccountable spirit of the troops
triumphed, Meade got his fort, Grant got his presidency,
Sherman got his motto, what was it? War is heck?, Lee got a military school
for the education of young Southern gentlemen, and the Union
Army was taken over by Southern noncommissioned officers
in the wars against the Indians to the west. I know all
about this, I know who won, I served under them
for three hundred and fifty years in World War II,
just long enough not to be called a rookie but a veteran,
and realized the rank and order of my enemies:
first, the West Point officers; second, the red-neck sergeants;
third, the Nazis and perhaps the Japanese. I won
all of these wars as a private soldier, for a while,
and am happy to have done so: without me
Hitler and Hirohito would he ruling the world
instead of America and Russia, but I still will not
drive through Georgia with New York license plates.
A few random poems:
- Владимир Маяковский – Смотри, крестьянин (РОСТА №463)
- Leave Me, O Love Which Reachest But To Dust by Sir Philip Sidney
- Василий Жуковский – Тоска по милом
- Михаил Ломоносов – Лишь только дневной шум замолк
- The house where I was born (03) by Yves Bonnefoy
- My rains by Vinko Kalinic
- The Peasant’s Return by William Barnes
- Jerusalem Delivered – Book 02 – part 06 by Torquato Tasso
- Иван Мятлев – Приди, приди
- In Imitation of E. of Rochester : On Silence poem – Alexander Pope
- Sonnet 12: When I do count the clock that tells the time by William Shakespeare
- Владимир Маяковский – В Советской России не может быть никакого царя… (Главполитпросвет №361)
- Three Songs by William Shakespeare
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Сослуживцу
- Владимир Маяковский – Сказка для шахтера-друга про шахтерки, чуни и каменный уголь
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Владимир Британишский – На конференции молодых геофизиков
- Владимир Британишский – На берегу
- Владимир Британишский – Мы топор и лопату кладем про запас
- Владимир Британишский – Мы кончили нашу работу
- Владимир Британишский – Можга
- Владимир Британишский – Молодой Толстой
- Владимир Британишский – Молния ударяет
- Владимир Британишский – Мне скучно
- Владимир Британишский – Младший брат
- Владимир Британишский – Меня благословил старик Бажов
- Владимир Британишский – Матери моей
- Владимир Британишский – Март солнечный
- Владимир Британишский – Мальчики, девочки, литстудийцы
- Владимир Британишский – Лохматую белую собаку
- Владимир Британишский – Лето 1845 года в Соколове
- Владимир Британишский – Ладожский канал
- Владимир Британишский – Кваренги
- Владимир Британишский – Куда ты уйдешь
- Владимир Британишский – Крылов и тверяки
- Владимир Британишский – Крик ворон
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Alan Dugan (1923 – 2003) an American poet, a contemporary classic of American poetry.