First World War Poetry Digital Archive

Wan, fragile faces of joy!

[WAN, FRAGILE FACES OF JOY!] by ISAAC ROSENBERG Wan, fragile faces of joy! Pitiful mouths that strive To light with smiles the place We dream we walk alive. To you I stretch my hands; Hands shut in pitiless trance In a land of ruin and woe, The desolate land of France. Dear faces, startled and shaken, Out of wild dust and sounds, You yearn to me, lure and sadden My heart with futile bounds.

Citation

“Wan, fragile faces of joy!,” by Rosenberg, Isaac (1890-1918). The Isaac Rosenberg Literary Estate. Preliminaries and editorial matter omitted. via First World War Poetry Digital Archive, accessed May 18, 2024, http://ww1lit.nsms.ox.ac.uk/ww1lit/collections/item/3273.

Permitted Use

This item is available for non-commercial educational use under the terms of the Jisc Model Licence. Further details available at: http://ww1lit.nsms.ox.ac.uk/ww1lit/permitteduse