[{"node":{"title":"Greacen007","Collections":"Unpublished Poems","Contributor":"Greacen Estate","Coverage":"19 Jan","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Wednesday, March 16, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Greacen007","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"How the heralds trumpet","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/greacen007","Publisher":"Linen Hall Library","Relation":"Linen Hall Library","Rights":"Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA","Scanned image":{"src":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Greacen007_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeffNow the Heralde Trumpet (Spring 1952)\n\nNow the heralde trumpet the glad triumphant news\nWith gay abandon; the putty city faces brighten.\nSignal the message then - \"Now it is spring!\" -\nAnd write it everywhere. Sing it and dance it endlessly.\n\nSpring, alas, of soldiers on the move; the quick stroke\nOf steel tearing through village and over new-turned earth,\nCrushing the slow peasant faces, breaking the ploughs\nIn this spring of liberation - meaning for the lucky\nA quick scorching death by petrol bomb!We dare not think\nof the unlucky.\n\n0 bitter spring of man's long agony and fear.\n\nBut for a moment escapist, consider in street or public garden\nThe pink blossom icing of cherry tree gently smudging\nThe lengthened, day with colour; acres of sky at evening,\nSerene, moving in silence to night\u2019s still mystery;\nThe lonely youth breaking his heart in secret love;\nThe poet writing out his urgent but unheeded words.\n\nYet, winter past, our boundless need remains,\nAnd we ask again for courage in a new season,\nThat from our failing strength and near-despair\nMay flow new hope, new certainty, new faith\nAnd - whisper the seditious word! new peace.\n","Type":"Text"}}]