Friday, 06 November 2020 12:58

It was 1915 (Grandad began)

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It was 1915 (Grandad began)

It was 1915 (Grandad began)

by Kevin McCann

The French bring these new lads
Up the line: Moroccans was what
I heard, only they’re issued Tropical Kit,
It’s November, cold as Hell,
So come morning they’ve all frozen
Solid, row after row of dark grey
Corpses and every one of them grinning…

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Kevin McCann

Kevin McCann has published poetry, fantasy stories and a novel aimed at children.