Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE FIRST AIR-RAID WARNING, by EVELYN D. BANGAY


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THE FIRST AIR-RAID WARNING, by                    
First Line: When the quiet acres I look upon were shaken
Last Line: Not seed-time and harvest, but wars, shall pass away.
Subject(s): Air Raids; Air Warfare; World War Ii; Second World War


When the quiet acres I look upon were shaken—
Not by a drum-pulse quickening the hand
But sinisterly, sourly, by factory sirens taken
Into the service of A.R.P.'s command—
Quietly the men there engaged in turnip-hoeing,
Glancing to skyward, weatherwise and calm,
Deftly continued to thin the farmer's sowing,
Saw the hurrying wardens and spat upon their palm.
Would I had their wisdom and faith each waiting day ...
Not seed-time and harvest, but wars, shall pass away.





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