{"id":129,"date":"2017-01-22T21:37:12","date_gmt":"2017-01-22T21:37:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.gillianclarke.co.uk\/gc2017\/?page_id=129"},"modified":"2017-01-22T22:12:58","modified_gmt":"2017-01-22T22:12:58","slug":"notes-lament","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/www.gillianclarke.co.uk\/gc2017\/notes-lament\/","title":{"rendered":"Notes: Lament"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Notes about Lament<br \/>\nTo read poem click the link at the bottom<\/p>\n<p>(I need your questions on this poem. I\u2019ll add Q&amp;A as soon as I receive questions)<\/p>\n<p>\u2018lament\u2019 is an elegy, an expression of grief. It can be a sad, military tune played on a bugle. The poem uses the title as the start of a list of lamented people, events, creatures and other things hurt in the war, so after the word \u2018lament\u2019, every verse, and 11 lines, begin with \u2018for\u2019.<br \/>\nThe poem is about the Gulf War, which happened in 1991 when Iraq invaded Kuwait, and the United States, with Britain\u2019s help, bombed Iraq. This war has never really stopped. As we begin a new school year, it still threatens the world.<\/p>\n<p>War can\u2019t be waged without grave damage to every aspect of life. All the details in the poem came from reports in the media. There were newspaper photographs of cormorants covered with oil &#8211; \u2018in his funeral silk\u2019. \u2018The veil of iridescence on the sand\u2019 and \u2018the shadow on the sea\u2019 show the spreading stain of oil from bombed oil wells. The burning oil seemed to put the sun out, and poisoned the land and the sea. The \u2018boy fusilier who joined for the company,\u2019 and \u2018the farmer\u2019s sons, in it for the music\u2019, came from hearing radio interviews with their mothers. The creatures were listed by Friends of the Earth as being at risk of destruction by oil pollution, and \u2018the soldier in his uniform of fire\u2019 was a horrific photograph of a soldier burnt when his tank was bombed. The ashes of language are the death of truth during war<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.gillianclarke.co.uk\/gc2017\/lament\/\">Read the Poem<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Notes about Lament To read poem click the link at the bottom (I need your questions on this poem. I\u2019ll add Q&amp;A as soon as I receive questions) \u2018lament\u2019 is an elegy, an expression of grief. It can be a sad, military tune played on a bugle. The poem uses the title as the start&hellip; <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"http:\/\/www.gillianclarke.co.uk\/gc2017\/notes-lament\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Notes: Lament<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\" aria-hidden=\"true\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-129","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/P8lhFD-25","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.gillianclarke.co.uk\/gc2017\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/129","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.gillianclarke.co.uk\/gc2017\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.gillianclarke.co.uk\/gc2017\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.gillianclarke.co.uk\/gc2017\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.gillianclarke.co.uk\/gc2017\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=129"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"http:\/\/www.gillianclarke.co.uk\/gc2017\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/129\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":183,"href":"http:\/\/www.gillianclarke.co.uk\/gc2017\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/129\/revisions\/183"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.gillianclarke.co.uk\/gc2017\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=129"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}