Memorial Day – In Flanders Fields

John McCrae

This Memorial Day I’d like to share a poem written in remembrance of a fallen soldier.

John McCrae was a Canadian doctor who also fancied himself a bit of a poet. On May 3, 1915 the 42 year old presided over the funeral of a friend who had died at the Second Battle of Ypres, in which they’d fought together.

After the services he wrote the poem In Flanders Fields, reproduced below in the doctors own handwriting.


In Flanders fields the poppies grow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
 Loved and were loved, and now we lie
 In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high!
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

Published by mikepowernyc

New album "Observations" available now. A veteran of NYC’s underground music scene, Mike Power played on the stages of such beloved lost venues as CBGB’s and Kenny’s Castaways, as well as stalwart surviving ones like Arlene’s Grocery and the Bitter End as singer/songwriter/bassist with Late Model Humans. In 2020, quarantining from the global pandemic he worked remotely with other artists to record a collection of new music called Observations, that infuses his punk roots with introspective acoustic pieces.

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