My Opinion: This poem is riddled with ambiguities from: the larks, the dangers, and the girl. William Ernest Henley [1849-1902] was an English schoolmaster who became a successful poet, critic and editor. Branding and website by Howoco And thought on Elia and his Temple Church. Of the Crusader and slid past his legs, A sensitive and independent thinker West loathed the routine and enforced discipline of Army life and the violence that surrounded him. And as we passed, they stank: then dulled away And spluttered out in the pools of No Man’s Land, “The Night Patrol” looks at only a few of the issues and struggles that the soldiers faced on a day to day basis. For the 2020/21 competition and teaching zone, Image © The Poetry for Peace contest was held from 15 September until 14 October 2011. “God! The Night Patrol Poem. Who had no light to see by, save the flares. Our hands on the topmost sand-bags, leapt, and stood. Arthur Graeme West already had some idea of the ubiquitous threat of death when he came to the Somme as a newly trained officer. Night Patrol, this poem is told from a soldier’s point of view. Sent to investigate a new stretch of German barbed wire the poet and his two comrades navigate the battle scarred ground between the trenches. Each in some new and piteous attitude Plain rusty coils, not staked, and low enough: Full of old tins, though—“When you’re through, all three. The winners were anounced at a ceremony at UN headquarters in New York. We only collect the information we need to run the The slimy pools — the dead men stank through all. The wire’s thin here, unbarbed. stay still calm. Shot fruitlessly—and everywhere the dead. The Complexity of “The Night Patrol”. Infecting earth and air. He is probably best known for his poem 'Invictus' and for the fact his daughter first coined the name Wendy to describe J. M. Barrie who used it in Peter Pan. two mounds of covers. Plain rusty coils, not staked, and low enough: Full of old tins, though — “When you’re through, all three, Aim quarter left for fifty yards or so, Then straight for that new piece of German wire; See if it’s thick, and listen for a while. competition and we will not give it to anyone else without your express permission. On such a trail, so lit, for ninety yards We crawled on belly and elbows, till we saw Sombre the night is. The Night Patrol is a 1926 American silent crime film directed by Noel M. Smith and starring Richard Talmadge, Rose Blossom and Mary Carr. About an hour; now, over!” See if it’s thick, and listen for a while Tradition suggests that when a knight died their burial statue or grave covering would show them with crossed legs indicating that they had gone on crusades. | Copyright © 2020 All Rights Reserved. Oxford English Dictionary (OED) Links Off. The sodden ground was splashed with shallow pools, West is probably best known for a book published two years after his death. In 1914 with the outbreak of war he had originally planned to continue at Oxford but in a rush of enthusiasm he applied for a commission only to find himself rejected because of poor eye sight. Packs, rifles, bayonets, belts, and haversacks, Shell fragments, and the huge whole forms of shells. Literature Network » Arthur Conan Doyle » The Guards Came Through and Other Poems » The Night Patrol. A second with curved backs, then crept to the wire, Wormed ourselves tinkling through, glanced back, and dropped. Pungent and sharp; as bodies loomed before, And as we passed, they stank: then dulled away. Down in a hollow, huddled as in bed, That one of us put his hand on unawares. All blown to bits, an archipelago The wire’s thin here, unbarbed Plain rusty coils, not staked, and low enough: Full of old tins, though — “When you’re through, all three, Aim quarter left for fifty yards or so, Then straight for that new piece of German wire; See if it’s thick, and listen for a while No man had reaped, and patches of spring grass. Of corrupt fragments, vexing to us three, don’t panic I said. As a vile sickly smell of rottenness; Registration takes a minute or two. where to send your competition resource pack if you are eligible to take part in the competition. Over the top! They return safely past body after body of the anonymous dead. It is about a night patrol in the second world war that goes out into ‘no mans land’ to listen to the Germans and see if they are up to anything. West uses the poem to show the reader a pure sense of survivalism, helping the reader see how every soldier was faced with the constant struggle for survival, something very prominent among the soldiers in the trenches, and especially relevant to the ones who entered no man’s land. “The Diary of a Dead Officer” contained extracts from West’s World War 1 diary, some essays and poems and an introduction by the editor Cyril Joad. To that vague fœtor, all encompassing, Thank you Whatas Still Cleaning for the beautiful purple awardicon that graces my blog cover and to Elle who added a second purple awardicon for 2016 Honorable Mention for Best Political/Opinion DAY 132: November 21, 2017 Prompt: Use the title Night Patrol for a story or poem. After boarding at Blundell’s School West was offered a place at Balliol College Oxford where his intellectual interests were developed and he became extremely well read. Private Rosenberg was killed at dawn after a night patrol. The stakes and crosslines of the German wire. The poem The Night Patrol by Arthur Graeme West and the novel Three Day Road by Joseph Boyden portray world war one from this viewpoint of mourning, rather than celebrating, its destruction. and innocent sleep. don’t run stay calm. The first three lines are about his view on going to war, he describes it as if he was forced to go to war. All can be interpreted in different ways which can lead to different imagery. The wire’s thin here, unbarbed. Detailed plot synopsis reviews of Night Patrol Melvin (Langston), is a police officer who is moonlighting as "the unknown comic". In a night-lighted room. Ourselves as dead, and heard their shovels ring stay calm hold still. But if you by. and drafts. Night Patrol is a 1984 American comedy film starring Linda Blair, Pat Paulsen, Andrew Dice Clay, Billy Barty, and Murray Langston. Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Rosenberg was killed on April 1st, while on a night patrol. The men are too focussed on their mission and getting back safely to feel pity for the dead. That we well marked to guide us back: as he, And thought on Elia and his Temple Church. No man had reaped, and patches of spring grass. Over the top! Poetry By Heart is a national competition in which young people in key stages 2, 3, 4 and 5 choose poems they love, learn them by heart and perform them in a school or college competition. From him, at quarter left, lay a small corpse. For sounds of working; don’t run any risks; A Los Angeles police … And tufts of crackling cornstalks, two years old. France, MARCH 1916. We crawled on belly and elbows, till we saw. Next was a bunch of half a dozen men. Consider the ways in which West describes the dead all around him in lines 18 to 38. His diary reveals a scathing and contemptuous picture of that Army life and whilst on leave in 1916 he very nearly refused to return to the Front. A sentry fired and a machine-gun spat; hold still stay there. Ourselves as dead, and heard their shovels ring. The rustling stubble and the early grass. Infecting earth and air. Unfortunately, Rosenberg died in 1918 after a night patrol. Yet they were vile. Patrolling, I check. Instead of lumpish dead before our eyes, West’s remarkably stark and vivid account of the realities of trench warfare in 1916 gives a graphic account of the horrifying experience of going “Over the top”. Plain rusty coils, not staked, and low enough: His legs Crusader-wise; I smiled at that, In ‘ The Night Patrol', written in March 1916 when he was still an ordinary soldier, he sees: Packs, rifles, bayonets, belts, and haversacks, Shell fragments, and the huge whole forms of shells And through the wire and home, and got our rum. And death seemed still withheld for torture of lying machinally shelled, At the pleasure of his world’s Powers who’d run amok. Arthur Graeme West was born in Norwich, England and grew up in London, the son of an evangelist and former missionary. The Night Patrol March 1916 By Arthur Graeme West. Over the top! Next was a bunch of half a dozen men A tireless campaigner for human rights, she has distinguished herself in both the academic and political arenas. The Night Patrol France, March 1916. We crawled on belly and elbows, till we saw, Instead of lumpish dead before our eyes, The stakes and crosslines of the German wire. Announcing the Poetry By Heart 2021 Competition Finalists. The sodden ground was splashed with shallow pools, And tufts of crackling cornstalks, two … Shot fruitlessly — and everywhere the dead. And we placed Joad, a lifelong friend who had much to do with West’s posthumous reputation. Out of copyright, The results are in! Half-seen, as rose and sank the flares, were strewn. One dawn, our wire patrol … We experience a more detached reaction to Rich Man's War than to Night Patrol, because the first is told from an Only the dead were always present—present. For sounds of working; don’t run any risks; Our hands on the topmost sand-bags, leapt, and stood. A second with curved backs, then crept to the wire. Learning design by The Full English All blown to bits, an archipelago. And tufts of crackling cornstalks, two years old, The rustling stubble and the early grass, I … He gets assigned to "night patrol" by his flatulent dwarf police captain (Billy Barty) and has to prove his innocence when a criminal starts committing a series of robberies while dressed as the unknown comic. Born in Norfolk his family soon moved to London. The wrecks of our attack: the bandoliers. | This is because we need to know who you are and how we can talk to you, and They shot a glare above us, when it fell They lay, all clothed, How I hate you, you young cheerful men”. In the end he did return to his unit only to be killed nine months later by a sniper’s bullet. In the first verse it is direct speech presumably by an officer telling the soldiers what to do. Amidst the debris of war and illuminated by flares the dead are “always present”. Over the top! There where the in-turned lantern gleams It shines on khaki and on brass; Across its yellow slanting beams We turned and crawled past the remembered dead: From him, at quarter left, lay a small corpse, Returning, We Hear Larks. Both young... Over the top! stir with dreams. Of corrupt fragments, vexing to us three, Who had no light to see by, save the flares. And though we have our lives, we know BEHIND me on the darkened pier They crowd and chatter, man and maid, A coon-song gently strikes the ear, A flapper giggles in the shade. Curated collections of poems and learning resources. Wormed ourselves tinkling through, glanced back, and dropped. tucked covers, open windows. Jaws open like warm ovens for bread and fish. That we well marked to guide us back: as he, Outside our wire, that lay on his back and crossed. Then straight for that new piece of German wire; Outside our wire, that lay on his back and crossed Drummer Hodge written by Thomas Hardy depicts the unfortunate death of the young drummer boy, miles from home. I tried their father’s language on them. The Night Patrol. On such a trail, so lit, for ninety yards. Turning the earth, then talk and cough at times. Some of the most famous poems and plays written in the English language about war Wormed ourselves tinkling through, glanced back, and dropped. Please thumbs up this video if you like it :)All videos on this channel are productions of poemscafe.com His legs Crusader-wise: I smiled at that. West attended Blundell’s School where he first met C.E.M. Poem – Great Uncle 05 Sep 2017 Leave a comment by ninjasavi in Military History , World War 1 Tags: australia , australian , cairo , fromelles , great uncle , inspiration , night patrol , poem , polygon wood , the great war , villers bretonneux , world war , ww1 , wwi , Ypres Past him and him, and them and him, until, Shell fragments, and the huge whole forms of shells “The Night Patrol” is at once glaringly simple and yet quintessentially complex, befitting a poem of its time period. On such a trail, so light, for ninety yards. The sodden ground was splashed with shallow pools. They use the crusader and the smell of his rotting body to help find their way back to their own lines and for a second the poet thinks of the Temple Church the Knights Templar built in London in the twelfth century. Poem by Arthur Graeme West - Poem Hunter The Night Patrol France, March 1916. Packs, rifles, bayonets, belts, and haversacks, Rosenberg served into 1918 and in March of that year, he sent his last poem to England. Of corrupt fragments, vexing to us three. Pungent and sharp; as bodies loomed before, The plot of Arthur Graeme West’s poem is straightforward, as three men are sent over the walls of their trench to spy on the German fortifications. For he lay some way apart, we caught the scent Aim quarter left for fifty yards or so, With the wrecks of our attack: the bandoliers, September 1918. Half-seen, as rose and sank the flares, were strewn September 1918 Behind me on the darkened pier They crowd and chatter, man and maid, A coon-song gently strikes the ear, A flapper giggles in the shade. This poem depicted the Trojan wars (and the famous Trojan Horse) and was composed around 75 BC, roughly two thousand years ago. Full of old tins, though — “When you’re through, all three, Homer. “Death sooner than dishonor, that’s the style!” So Father said. On such a trail, so light, for ninety yards. A second with curved backs, then crept to the wire, And spluttered out in the pools of No Man’s Land. The position of one of the dead men’s legs makes West think of the historical myth. The two texts employ a common pastoralist approach of portraying war as a product of the corruption of the human nature by European civilization, as well as portraying death as the … The wire’s thin here, unbarbed The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. He’d seen men shoot their hands, on night patrol, Their people never knew. Down in a hollow, huddled as in bed, Who had no light to see by, save the flares. That one of us put his hand on unawares. The poem is notable in that, while the objective is clearly stated in the first six lines, the journey across … The Night Patrol Poem. In this poem, Bruce Guernsey of Bethel relates the story of a haunted war veteran. The last Poem is called ‘The Night Patrol’ and it is written by Arthur Graeme West. Night Patrol by Bruce Guernsey My father never slept real well after the war and as my mother tells, he woke in fear so deep, so far away, he seemed to stare straight out at nothing she could see or hear. The Night Patrol. We lay in shelter of the last dead man, Ourselves as dead, and heard their shovels ring. want to take part in the Poetry By Heart competition or use the Teaching Zone resources, you'll Turning the earth, then talk and cough at times. The stakes and crosslines of the German wire. A pacifist and an atheist Joad edited the book as pacifist propaganda and although a close friend of West’s he does not always offer an entirely accurate picture of the author. Undeterred he enlisted as a Private in the Public Schools Battalion and at the time of his death in 1917 he had risen to the rank of captain. The soldier goes on his night shift – patrolling the channel by boat. You can use most of our website without any need to register. They lay, all clothed. We turned and crawled past the remembered dead: Past him and him, and them and him, until, For he lay some way apart, we caught the scent. information about the Poetry By Heart competition including the competition guides. And through the wire and home, and got our rum. need to register. The HyperTexts Hanan Ashrawi Dr. Hanan Ashrawi has been a central player in the struggle for a Palestinian homeland. The Night Patrol France, March 1916. All the poem selections and ways Who had no light to see by, save the flares. The choice of persona, the point of view from which a story is told, in each of the poems of this series has a drastic effect upon our own view of what happened. We lay in shelter of the last dead man, It was called, “Through These Pale Cold Days.” He was sent soon after to the front lines as reinforcement. Poem – Great Uncle 05 Sep 2017 Leave a comment by ninjasavi in Military History , World War 1 Tags: australia , australian , cairo , fromelles , great uncle , inspiration , night patrol , poem , polygon wood , the great war , villers bretonneux , world war , ww1 , wwi , Ypres The slimy pools — the dead men stank through all, Our hands on the topmost sand-bags, leapt, and stood Only the dead were always present — present The Night Patrol, Drummer Hodge and Disabled are all poems against war and all the poems describe the extreme consequences of the war. War poetry brings history to life by telling us the private thoughts of men and women who have experienced conflict between nations. Then straight for that new piece of German wire; See if it’s thick, and listen for a while. of interacting with those are freely available, the resources in the Learning Zone, and lots of Lonely duty. Boy, miles from home his death express permission telling the soldiers what to do,! 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