Jun 02 2009
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Siegfried Sassoon is dead.
the poet with the best name
Of the 20th century
Is dead--is dead I said.
And all these years unheard of;
Remembered only, because of friends,
A poet or two, who died in war
(Some war) before all of ours.
Sunset. the sky over Arkansas, inflames
Like the new flesh in a scar.
Did you ever read him? Do you care?
—Nobody ever does.
the poet with the best name
Of the 20th century
Is dead--is dead I said.
And all these years unheard of;
Remembered only, because of friends,
A poet or two, who died in war
(Some war) before all of ours.
Sunset. the sky over Arkansas, inflames
Like the new flesh in a scar.
Did you ever read him? Do you care?
—Nobody ever does.
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