Poem written by Mike Subritzky in 1970.
Young Kiwi soldiers, lying so quietly,
merged into the rotting jungle floor.
Spaced in a line, rifles in hand,
machine guns steady, silent and still.
Thursday, 9 January 2014 - 12:42pm
Thursday, 9 January 2014 - 12:35pm
To Jimmy B from Huntly – I hope you find peace mate.
(Cassino Barracks, 1974)
A quiet night in the barracks,
around midnight he starts it again,
he’s yelling about some damned ambush,
and calling some Viet woman’s name.
Thursday, 9 January 2014 - 11:42am
(Fort Dorset From G)
That morning, when the rain stopped
the section shook itself out into patrol order
and moved out.
Thursday, 9 January 2014 - 11:27am
Poem written on the 30th anniversary of the fall of South Vietnam.
