Memorial Day in Poetry

Among the dozens of excellent Memorial Day poems, perhaps the most famous and oft-quoted is this one, by John McCrae.

Happy Memorial Day, and thank you to all those brave ones (and their families) who have died defending their country.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow / 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.


One Response to Memorial Day in Poetry

  1. TB says:

    We read that poem in my World War I & American Lit. class. It’s definitely the most famous Memorial Day poems (though I liked Wilfred Owen’s poetry and Hemingway’s prose a little bit more). Good choice.

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