August 1914

Hot, hot summer,
dry golden fields of wheat,
harvested

Hot, hot summer,
thunder of a thousand boots
on dry golden fields of wheat

Fire and death
on scorched fields of wheat,
blood harvest

– Johannes Beilharz (© 2011)

Originally posted in August of 2011 on my Niebla blog and reposted today, before the end of August 2014. As we’ve seen and continue to see, the world and mankind has not improved since World War I, which broke out a hundred years ago and has been called The war to end all wars. Far from it.

This poem alludes to the beginning of WWI in the summer of 1914 and, more precisely, to Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn’s novel August 1914, which is about the war on the eastern front, where the Russian army suffered a decisive defeat at the Battle of Tannenberg in East Prussia in August of 1914.

 

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