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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=567879" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Only A Nameless General</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=567879" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Oh, there are so many many casualties when <br>We can only talk about<br>Giants and football, and even now none of any of this<br>Will survive: <br>While I and her maybe survived for a month or two: <br>It was always what I was good for, and then to falter again<br>Like a really fabulous plane die, <br>Like a superhero out of sorts, and like the triple crown horse<br>Braking down again before super time: <br>And I have cleaned up again and talked to myself before<br>The broken yards: <br>And children are playing football and going inside again<br>Feeling happy about themselves<br>Down the donkey strips of dirt roads; and even while I suppose<br>This is beautiful, <br>Like the failing end of Christmas, none of this eventually<br>Will survive; <br>It is pretty in its bloom and it does its time- Alma, <br>While you make love in your room, and the world spits out<br>Its jubilee and turns around again, <br>And again, but even still it is only a nameless general in its<br>Mass graveyards, <br>And I am afraid, of course, that none of this will survive.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Bret+R.+Crabrooke">Bret R. Crabrooke</a></strong></div>

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