{"id":4786,"date":"2020-10-31T02:18:00","date_gmt":"2020-10-31T02:18:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=4786"},"modified":"2020-10-31T02:28:33","modified_gmt":"2020-10-31T02:28:33","slug":"driving-to-dendermonde","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/driving-to-dendermonde\/","title":{"rendered":"Driving to Dendermonde"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure id=\"attachment_4788\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-4788\" style=\"width: 640px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.celtichosting.com\/index.php\/driving-to-dendermonde\/driving-accross-flander\/\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-4788\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-4788\" src=\"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.celtichosting.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/10\/Driving-accross-Flander.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" srcset=\"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/10\/Driving-accross-Flander.jpg 640w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/10\/Driving-accross-Flander-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/10\/Driving-accross-Flander-332x249.jpg 332w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-4788\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Driving across Flanders in 2011<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>I drove past fields where cattle grazed<br \/>\nThe roads were long and straight<br \/>\nI looked at scenes familiar unfazed<br \/>\nMy mood melancholy and sedate&#8230;<br \/>\nFaster cars past us fled by,<br \/>\nAs if battle never was<br \/>\nAs if no one on these fields did die<br \/>\nNone asked how because<br \/>\nThe egos of rulers and cruel men<br \/>\nCaused armys and civilians to be killed<br \/>\nIt could and will happen again:<br \/>\nSeems the past has the future willed.<\/p>\n<p>I remember now that distant day<br \/>\nAs villages flew past<br \/>\nRental signs on the houses say<br \/>\nThe peace is set to last.<br \/>\nBut what happened before will happen again,<br \/>\nOf that, I thought, I am afraid<br \/>\nSuch is the folly of greedy men<br \/>\nAs I to Dendermond my way I made.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I drove past fields where cattle grazed The roads were long and straight I looked at scenes familiar unfazed My mood melancholy and sedate&#8230; Faster cars past us fled by, As if battle never was As if no one on these fields did die None asked how because The egos &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1203],"tags":[4343,4340,2372,4341,1119,4342],"class_list":["post-4786","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-flanders","tag-aftermath","tag-dendermond","tag-flanders","tag-ghosts","tag-legacy","tag-world-war","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-1fc","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":1810,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/war-and-poppies\/","url_meta":{"origin":4786,"position":0},"title":"War and Poppies","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"11th November 2013","format":false,"excerpt":"In Flanders fields, and Kandahar, In deepest Afghanistan, Poppies bloom, the Flowers of War, Blossom of the Savagery of Man. 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