The Field-Greys

“They fell in rows, the rats, and dead men lay in heaps; flocks of them fled out of their entrenchments away from our shrapnel fire and almost the moment they appeared our infantrymen took them down.

All around, the villages and glorious estates were burning, the sky was coloured blood red; only then did the darkness of night mercifully cover the gruesome battlefield.”

Words of sadness, words of love, words of melancholy, words of defiance, they are all here in the letters that left the trenches by the sackful to help bring some semblance of humanity, a connection no matter how tenuous, to the life that they once led in a peaceful country with hopes for a future that few of the writers considered that they would live to see. And as these letters were sent in the early stages of the war, it is likely that their fears of never again seeing homeland and loved ones were realised.
Sobering words for our present written by those whose lives were stripped away, whose humanity was crushed as they slaughtered and were slaughtered at the whim of Europe’s leaders.

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