Welsh Poet Hedd Wynn Death At Passchendaele

[nacho1560]

An English translation of his poem the War. The Hell with life in times like these When God is setting like a sun And in his place some peasant-king Sets up a sick and haughty throne. When he believed that God was gone Man faced his brother with the sword. Now death is roaring in our ears And shadowing the poorhouse door. We hear the songs they leave behind. We hang the harps on trees again. The bawl of boys is on the wind. Their blood is mingled in the rain. RIP

[Toyotomi]

One of the great forgotten war poets of the age. Diolch am y fideo!

[Peeve95]

im watching this in school at the moment.

did you order the welsh or english version ?

[mush1955]

@Peeve95 Welsh



[ffugenw]

Heddwch.

[mush1955]

I've just sent off for the movie " Hedd wyn ". had to order it from Wales.

[CaitlinTrumpet92]

Im studying it at the moment... where did you get it from?