Posts tagged ‘war-time’

Tuesday, 26 April 2016

War-Time by Mary Eliza Fullerton

Young John, the postman, day by day,
In sunshine or in rain,
Comes down our road with words of doom
In envelopes of pain.

What cares he as he swings along
At his mechanic part,
How many times his hand lets fall
The knocker on a heart?

He whistles merry scraps of song,
What’er his bag contain—
Of words of death, of words of doom
In envelopes of pain.

From: Fullerton, Mary E., The Breaking Furrow, 2003, University of Sydney Library: Sydney, p. 28.
(http://adc.library.usyd.edu.au/data-2/fulbrea.pdf)

Date: 1921

By: Mary Eliza Fullerton (1868-1946)

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