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the fruit between my lips to clotted blood was transubstantiate

by elizabeth veldon

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THE MORNING BEFORE THE BATTLE

To-day, the fight : my end is very soon,

And sealed the warrant limiting my hours :
I knew it walking yesterday at noon

Down a deserted garden full of flowers.
. . Carelessly sang, pinned roses on my breast,

Reached for a cherry-bunch — and then, then, Death
Blew through the garden from the North and East

And blighted every beauty with chill breath.

I looked, and ah, my wraith before me stood,
His head all battered in by violent blows :

The fruit between my lips tO' clotted blood
Was transubstantiate, and the pale rose

Smelt sickly, till it seemed through a swift tear-flood
That dead men blossomed in the garden-close.

robert graves.

for the centenary of the somme.

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released July 2, 2016

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elizabeth veldon UK

i am a sound artist and sort-of academic researching themes of labour and hierarchies in art.

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