Friday, 25 April 2014

Anzac Cove by Leon Gellert (1892 - 1977)

Leon Gellert took part in the landing at Gallipoli.

Anzac Cove

There's a lonely stretch of hillcocks,
There's a beach asleep and drear,
There's a battered broken fort beside the sea,
There are sunken trampled graves,
There's a little rotting pier
And winding paths that wind unceasingly.

There's a torn and silent valley,
There's a tiny rivulet,
With some blood upon the stones beside its mouth.
There are lines of buried bones.
There's an unpaid waiting debt.
There's a sound of gentle sobbing in the south.

Leon Gellert.

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