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Poems by Isaac Rosenberg

POEMS BY ISAAC ROSENBERG

POEMS BY ISAAC ROSENBERG in your songs is your ability to make the concealed poetic power in words come Hashing out. Some of your phrases are remarkable ; no one who tries to write poetry would help envying some of them/ I have asked him to sit for me—a poet to paint a poet. All this must seem to you like a blur on the window, or hearing sounds without listening while you are thinking. 11 To Miss Section [from fflackdown Camp, Farnborough) . " Thanks very much for the bread and biscuits, which I enjoyed very much. I am in another regiment now, as the old one was smashed up on account of most of the men being unfit. We that were left have been transferred here. The food is much better, but conditions are most unsettling. Every other person is a thief, and in the end you become one yourself, when you see all your most essential belongings go, which you must replace somehow. I also got into trouble here the first day. It's not worth while detailing what happened and exposing how ridiculous, idiotic, and meaningless the Army is, and its dreadful bullyisms, and what puny minds control it. our Passover off, which falls Easter. 30 I am trying to get If I do I'll let

INTRODUCTORY MEMOIR you know. The bother is that we will be on our ball-firing then, and also this before-mentioned affair may mess it up. This ball-firing implies we will be ready '— for the front. I have been working on Moses ' in my mind, I mean—and it was through my absent-mindedness while full of that that I forgot certain orders, and am now undergoing a rotten and unjust punishment. Fm working a curious plot into it, and of course, as I can't work here, I jot little scraps down and will piece it together the first chance I get." The remaining letters are all from France. To Miss Seaton (1916). " We made straight for the trenches, but we've had vile weather, and I've been wet through for four days and nights. I lost all my socks and things before I left England, and hadn't the chance to make it up again, so I've been in trouble, particularly with bad heels ; you can't have the slightest conception of what such an apparently trivial thing means. We've had shells bursting two yards off, bullets whizzing all over the show, but all you are aware of is the agony of your heels. ... I had a letter from R. C. Trevelyan, 31

Redcliffe Voice Issue 6 Summer 2018