I'll be in Sydney for ANZAC Day, but before I go, I wanted to post this. I post it every year, in memory of my own family who've done service, and everyone else who served, fought and died for our country.

The Ode comes from For the Fallen, a poem by the English poet and writer Laurence Binyon and was published in London in the Winnowing Fan; Poems ( Read more... )

It's ANZAC Day, and after being in the city for the March, and at a Club for Services all day, I'm finally home.
This is my annual tradition.

With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.
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I post this every year on Anzac Day.

FOR THE FALLEN

With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children
England mourns for her dead across the sea,
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.

Solemn the drums thrill: Death august and royal
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