St Anton, December 24th 1938

By Ewan

Wed, 24 Dec 2008
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We stopped.
Skis crunched the snow and
we sheltered near spruce
erupting from the white.

We ate:
milk chocolate - and
loose-jacket clementines
we should have savoured.

We watched
them march in the town square,
sure we heard the slap of the
goose-step on icy cobbles.

We looked
through Zeiss lenses, counting.
Bates wrote notes, pencil
gripped in ice-numbed fingers.

They rode,
in and on the vehicles
whose existence had been
denied by politicians.

We spoke,
promised we'd be back to
ski with Bechstein the
guide, but never were.

Certificate U
Poem
Miscellaneous

Comments

Submitted by chuck on
Most odd. I get a picture of H.E.Bates and T.S.Eliot on a skiing holiday but I don't think they ever were.

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
"We ate: milk chocolate - and loose-jacket clementines we should have savoured" For me, this stanza said it all. Another good one, Ewan. Oh, and compliments of the season to you and yours, of course. Tina

 

Submitted by Bradene on
This reminded me of that old film The Mortal Storm a little. Val

Submitted by Ewan on
I know that film Val, some people say it was that particular film -which doesn't mention the N-word by the way - that caused MGM films to be banned throughout the 3rd Reich even before the Yanks - as they like to put it- came to the rescue. More likely it was because the GM stood for Goldwyn and Mayer. :-)

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