Tent where Shapley was killed.
they call the place
la boiselle
and they call it
quarry siding
somewhere near pozieres
was where I saw it
where I saw him
it happened
around Albert
over by bapaume
or
favreuil
it was there
somewhere
over there
I last saw him
by his tent
standing
~
Frank Prem Poetry 
Hi. Thanks for such a beautifully penned poem so poignant. I read and re-read and each time the sense of loss and emotional intensity never diminished. Happy writing. Have a wonderful day. Goff
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Hi Goff. Thank you so much. I’m delighted it has come across so well.
These are a very poignant set of pictures, I’m finding.
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Hi, Frank. My pleasure. Will share. Hope it is okay with you. Have a great day. Best Wishes. Goff.
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Absolutely Goff. Thank you.
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Thanks. Best Wishes. Goff
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🙂 you too.
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The simple description leaves the thoughts to us
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Yes. Not too much telling to ruin the contemplation.
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That’s a lovely poem. So simple, stark almost. Perfectly conveys that sense of loss.
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Thank you, Chris. Tricky to do them justice, sometimes.
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