Repression of War Experience. A poem by Siegfried Sasson.

Now light the candles; one; two; there's a moth; What silly beggars they are to blunder in And scorch their wings with glory, liquid flame— No, no, not that,—it's bad to think of war, When thoughts you've gagged all day come back to scare you; And it's been proved that soldiers don't go mad Unless … Continue reading Repression of War Experience. A poem by Siegfried Sasson.