Lonely and bare and desolate,
Stretches of muddy filtered green
You can see the rest of the poem on the All Poetry website
Verses written in July 1917 on the occasion of his first journey up the line.
North of Bapaume, machine-gun officer Alec Waugh stared across a No-Man’s Land a mile across, and his company suffered not a single casualty in a month. John Lewis-Stemple: Six Weeks: The Short and Gallant Life of the British Officer in the First World War
