Known Unto God

Mathew Russell

Marrickville, Australia

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These fields are fertile. That’s one thing you notice as you drive around the Somme. But then, they should be fertile…
All day we had had rain varying between drifting and torrential. As we pulled into the lay-by next to the Australian Cemetery and Memorial at Villiers Bretonneaux, the rain eased. As we looked around this crowded, silent place, the sun broke through, warming the stones ever so slightly. My words fail me, but the words of Wilfred Owen entered my subconscious…

Futility

Move him into the sun—
Gently its touch awoke him once,
At home, whispering of fields unsown.
Always it awoke him, even in France,
Until this morning and this snow.
If anything might rouse him now
The kind old sun will know.

Think how it wakes the seeds—
Woke, once, the clays of a cold star.
Are limbs so dear-achieved, are sides
Full-nerved,—still warm,—too hard to stir?
Was it for this the clay grew tall?
—O what made fatuous sunbeams toil
To break earth’s sleep at all?

Wilfred Owen was killed in action on the 4th November 1918, one week before the Armistice.

We stood in this cemetery on the 2nd November 2008.

It takes your breath away.

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