Interesting

I just read somewhere that one of my very favourite poets, Siegfried Sassoon, was gay, which makes me like him even better. Who knows if it's true, but this is my favourite poem of all time:

Suicide in the Trenches

I knew a simple soldier boy
Who grinned at life in empty joy,
Slept soundly through the lonesome dark,
And whistled early with the lark.
In winter trenches, cowed and glum,
With crumps and lice and lack of rum,
He put a bullet through his brain.
No one spoke of him again.

You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye
Who cheer when soldier lads march by,
Sneak home and pray you’ll never know
The hell where youth and laughter go.

--Siegfried Sassoon