Poem 103: ANZAC Day – Only the dead

(Today is ANZAC Day in New Zealand and Australia, when we remember those who fought in wars. ANZAC stands for Australian and New Zealand Army Corps. The date is set on the day of the greatest military loss of both countries in a single day: Gallipoli. The form of this poem is modelled on the Ghazal).

Foolish folk sometimes dream the end of war,
but peacetimes never mean the end of war.

No more dog eat dog; lion and lamb lie down;
is this a sign of being the end of war?

The cosmos consumes itself in chaos;
yet night sky seems serene, the end of war.

Let’s pray that earth will smack of peace, and know
in air, space, land, marine, the end of war.

Poor Bruce repeats old Plato on this day:
Only the dead have seen the end of war.

To hear the poem read aloud click HERE.

21 thoughts on “Poem 103: ANZAC Day – Only the dead

      1. badfinger20 (Max)

        I liked the whole thing Bruce…you know what sucks? Of course I pick that one…it was between that one and No more dog eat dog; lion and lamb lie down…of course I would pick the one you didn’t write!
        Thats just the kind of guy I am.

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  1. Studio Arago

    Ditto all of the above, but when the subject of war comes up my old hippie consciousness recalls the Buffy Sainte-Marie song, Universal Soldier. War is terrible for all concerned with its immeasurable and tragic conundrums and paradoxes. So many of my generation in the US chose not to fight during the Vietnam War and never recovered from the decision, its complexities a weight that was hardly resolved by the amnesty. Great poem.

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    1. Bruce Goodman Post author

      Thank you. I too lived my teenhood/early adulthood as a flower-powered anti-Vietnam personage. It is sometimes forgotten that the war in Vietnam wasn’t only America’s war! My classmates fought (and died) in that war which I avoided really by accident of Fate.

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