TAB Posted September 16, 2003 Report Share Posted September 16, 2003 'Keyes and another man were last seen standing shoulder to shoulder firing Tommy guns at the oncoming Germans' His body was never recovered and likely still lies under the sands of the western desert. Not a heroic/romantic figure in the least, though his batman spoke well of him and the way he handled his men. from the Foreign Gate These are the presences who sit beyond the gate, their heads as high as towers in a dream their silent faces unbitten by the frost, by rain unbeaten Their eyes like mirrors reinterpreting the moon's distracted gaze the strong hands folded. Look into those eyes and learn the speech of pain Regard those hands whose touch was clearer sight The stone lips curve, whose words were mountainous O my head I veil and turn my face to the wall And pass from the place of wisdom's quiet children. Their presence is a scroll of peace unrolled before the shattered face of the dead soldier and the straying lover I pass the shining gate into the unknown light of a low sun Knowing that death is conquered, for the great have come home Whom all the clamour of history will never deafen or decrease their glory S Keyes 1942 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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