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'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

 

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