Poem
The song
| Title | The song |
|---|---|
| Author | Lola Ridge |
Instances of Publication
A published appearance of this poem.
| Collection/Anthology | Year of Publication | Medium | View Details |
|---|---|---|---|
| The Ghetto and Other Poems | 1918 | Print Collection | View Details |
Publication Instance Details #3347
Collection/Anthology Details
| Collection/Anthology | The Ghetto and Other Poems |
|---|---|
| Date of Publication | 1918 |
| Publisher | B. W. Huebsch (USA) |
Publication Overview
| Translation | Is Multilingual | Explicit Irish Context? | Ekphrasis | Has Paratext? | Reference to News, Media or Technology |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
No |
No |
No |
No |
No |
No |
Details
| Human Rights Issues | |
|---|---|
| War / Genocide Referenced | |
| Languages | |
| Genre | Short Lyric |
| Medium | Print Collection |
| Notes | This poem, written in the first person plural, contrasts the brutal reality of soldiers' experience of war in the trenches during WWI ('the harsh and terrible screaming') with the patriotic enthusiasm and support displayed by civilians during a Red Cross parade on Fifth Avenue, New York, as these soldiers prepared to leave for war. |
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