In Flanders Fields le 11 novembre

 

Le lieutenant-colonel John McCrae, un médecin militaire canadien, établit le même rapport entre le coquelicot et les champs de batailles et écrivit son célèbre poème ) Le coquelicot devint rapidement le symbole des soldats morts au combat. wipekedia

by John McCrae, May 1915

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

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