In Memoriam

by Alice Winn

“I wonder what my ‘In Memoriam’ would say,”

We had reached a point in history where we believed it was possible to make war humane.

I stood on the most God-forsaken patch of earth I hope ever exists and I thought: I wonder how Elly is.

I wish to God I could see you again before I die.

This letter was not the way he would have chosen to discover the depths to which he was embedded in Gaunt’s soul.

Every poem had been written about him, every song composed for him,

My dearest, darling Sidney,