It's a way to get you follow orders and go hut, two, three, four as you march to your death. Fortunately, by World War II, no commander would ever do that. They only wished that you obeyed that command to "keep your head down."
All of my brothers were in different branches of the armed forces. I remember the parades and marches, especially this one: "You had a good home and you left. 'You're right!' "
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
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