Poem of the week: Everyone Sang

Everyone suddenly burst out singing;joyfulheartsonggirlonswing
And I was filled with such delight
As prisoned birds must find in freedom,
Winging wildly across the white
Orchards and dark-green fields; on – on – and out of sight.

Everyone’s voice was suddenly lifted;
And beauty came like the setting sun:
My heart was shaken with tears; and horror
Drifted away … O, but Everyone
Was a bird; and the song was wordless;
the singing will never be done.

By Siegfried Sassoon 1886–1967



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