Aubrey Cosens, V.C.
It rainedthat night in Hollandas soldiers marched in the darkalong overcrowded roadsin artificial moonlight,as the 1st Battalion of theQueens Own Rifles of Canadamade their way to Mooshof.It...
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Jan,Once again you've brought history to life and light through your poetry. I especially like the way sorrow is portrayed as more than a tragic and horrific event in history, but as it was for one...
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Again, thank you, Wanda. This man was a local around here. it seemed only fitting to write about him.Jan
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It rained shells, metal, blood, and salty tears. This is truly how it must have been. Too many of us will never experience or understand this moment.Very visual, and well crafted. A great story.Bob
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Thank you, Bob. It is hard to write what one has never experienced, and what one hopes never to have to... but some things need to be told. Glad you felt it did that well.Jan
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Jan,It is amazing how "it rained" can lead to so many different avenues of thought. Fantastic poem.Rich
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Rich, thank you. I live just a few miles from where he lived for much of his short life. I felt it needed to be told.Jan
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