Wednesday 30 September 2015

Poem ~ George Waltjens: A Non-Spy - Thursday, 30 September 1915


Source: File: Anti-Aircraft Guns at the rear front of Kenwood House, Hampstead Heath. [online] Available at: <http://www.hampsteadheath.net/hampstead-ww1-training---defence.html> Accessed: 29 September 2015].



In the outcome of a case,
That involved a gun station
Photograph taken by a young
Belgian man; who was found
Both guilty and not guilty.

On remand the 19 year old,
George Waltjens had then
On 18 September, made
A trip to a place in London -
Being a site of a gun station.

Before witnesses, he aimed
His camera to catch a picture
of the defences - openly
In front of those on duty,
Without any criminal intent.

On behalf of the Comite de
Protection des Soldats
Reformes, Mr E. G. Lewis
Stood for the defence -
Pointed out acts stupidity.

Of good character, George
Waltjens served in the Army
Of Belgium - to be temporarily
Invalided out, with bronchitis
And problems of the heart.

As a soldier he was in receipt
From the Belgium Government
For 14s a week - being briefly
Employed by a Gentleman
Of Belgium, as a bank clerk.

Magistrate Hopkins heard
A good report of a Belgium
Officer and his employer -
Who was happy to continue
Employing George Waltjens.

An agreement was conceived
That there was no evidence
Suggesting any ill intent - but
People should not assume
To take pictures of defences -

Without permission gained
From such establishments,
And be able to walk free -
The Realm's Defence Act
Was not a 'dead letter.'

Persons with disregard for
The Act, had to be seen
To take punishment - stated
Lt-commander Sinclair,
On behalf of Royal Navy.

With magistrate's sympathy
For the detained, the only
Way to avoid gaol was by
£25 fine - with time to pay -
Or two months in prison.

by Jamie Mann.

Anon.,1915. Gun Station Photograph. [online] 28 September. P.5. Col.13. Available at: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/ww1-archive/11885813/Daily-Telegraph-September-28-1915.html [Accessed: 28 September 2015].

Mann, J., 2015. 100 years Ago - Poems by Jamie Mann. [letter] (Personal communication, 28 September 2015). 



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Tuesday 29 September 2015

Poème ~ 'Ne tirez pas!' - Mercredi 29 Septembre 1915


SourceFichier1er tranchée de ligne dans Champagne.jpg[en ligne] Disponible à l'adresse: <https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Tranch%C3%A9e_de_1%C3%A8re_ligne_en_Champagne_1915.jpg> Consulté le 29 Septembre ici à 2015 ].

Cinq jours dans la bataille, qui a débuté
Samedi 25 Septembre à midi,
Vu soldats blessés fatigués
Rejoindre Paris - leurs uniformes
Et le visage tourné pâle, à partir de
La boue crayeuse de Champagne.

Incongrue au milieu de la capitale,
Ils sont arrivés - apparaissant comme
Meuniers de pays dans le Parisien
Ville - de dire comment jusqu'à zéro heure,
Canons français, avec plus féroce
Bruit, n'a jamais cessé.

Ces soldats parlaient miller
A propos de leur régiment, entre
Le premier support - impatience
Leur tenue dans les tranchées, jusqu'à
Samedi de routine des sirotant
Soupe a pris fin avec un cri.

À peine fini dans leur tâche
Des armes de nettoyage, l'écorce
D'un ordre était «en avant!»
Comme les hommes possédés, cria
Un cri se battre, comme ils ont soulevé
Eux-mêmes de leurs trous.

L'avance de la ligne de ces Poilu,
Avait déjà progressé -
Bien au-delà des lignes allemandes -
Avec peu de résistance de ces
hommes ont couru à suivre camarades,
Passant beaucoup de morts allemande.

Comme un abattoir morts empilés
Jusqu'à leur front et sur les côtés -
Cratères qui étaient effondrés
Déjà rempli de Fallen Earth -
Comme roches en cuir, bottes
Avançait en rez tourné frais.

Comme dans un jeu morbide, ils
Arrêtée et a tiré une botte pour
Des signes de réaction, ce tout
pourrait être en vie - aucun d'entre
Eux étaient, donc partir Ils se précipitèrent

Au milieu de coups de feu.

Un contingent féroce à droite -
De bord d'une fosse, la machine
Guns ratissé terre battue -
Mais le poliu élance
Pour faire taire les tentatives de l'ennemi
Par la poussée de leur baïonnette.

Un autre combat féroce a suivi -
Résistance est devenue divisée
Entre le rendu.
Tandis que d'autres ont continué
Combattre; ceux qui ont survécu
Crié 'Kamerads!'

D'autres ont appelé 'Pas Kapout!'
Pour jeter les armes faibles -
D'autres prisonniers encore tiré
Avec un revolver d'une artillerie
Le capitaine a tiré une balle dans
Une main gauche du Poilu.

Le Français a frappé
Lui au sol et assis
Sur la poitrine Allemands, qui
Demanda grâce - à dire
Il avait une femme et des enfants;
L'homme français a eu pitié.

L'Allemand se tenait à nouveau,
Pour remercier le Poilu sauvagement
Faire des offres d'argent,
Qui fait rire
fort pour les contes étaient
Ces soldats meuniers dit.

Un autre autre homme français,
Dans la réception d'une balle
Jetant sa tête, dit
Comment dans l'infanterie attaque
Ils sont venus à se blottit
Des Allemands, les mains levées.

Une impression était de savoir comment
Ces Allemands, touchées
Par la canonnade Français
Old Men - tournés vers idiots
Et le jeune possédé,
Appelé sur 'Pas kapout!'

'Pas kapout! Pas kapout!'
'Ne tirez pas! Ne me tuez pas! '

par Jamie Mann.

Anon., 1915. Combat à la baïonnette - Ligne allemande Transporté d'urgence. [en ligne] 29 Septembre. P.10. Col.3. Disponible à: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/ww1-archive/11896789/Daily-Telegraph-September-29-1915.html [Consulté le 29 Septembre 2015].

Mann, J., 2015. il ya 100 ans - Poèmes de Jamie Mann. [lettre] (communication personnelle, le 29 Septembre 2015).




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Poem ~ 'Don't Shoot!' - Wednesday, 29 September 1915



Source: File: 1st line trench in Champagne.jpg, [online] Available at: <https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Tranch%C3%A9e_de_1%C3%A8re_ligne_en_Champagne_1915.jpg> Accessed: 29 September 2015].

Five days into battle, that began
Saturday 25 September noon,
Saw wounded weary soldiers
Reach Paris  - their uniforms
And faces turned pallid, from
The chalky mud of Champagne.

Incongruous amid the capital,
They arrived - appearing like
Country millers in the Parisian
City - to tell how until zero hour,
French cannons with fiercest
Noise, never once stopped.

These miller soldiers spoke
About their regiment, among
The first support - impatience
Held them in the trenches, till
Saturday routine of sipping
Soup ended with a shout.

Hardly finished in their task
Of cleaning arms, the bark
Of an order was 'forward!'
As possessed men, shouted
A cry to fight, as they raised
Themselves from their holes.

The line ahead of these Poilu, 
Had already progressed -
Far beyond German lines -
With little resistance these
men ran to follow comrades,
Passing many German dead.

As an abattoir, the dead piled
Up to their front and to sides -
Craters that had collapsed  
Already filled with fallen earth -
Like leather rocks, boots
Jutted in fresh turned ground.

As in a morbid game, they
Stopped and pulled a boot
For signs of reaction that
Any might be alive - none
Of them were, so onwards 
They rushed amid shots.

A fierce contingent to right -
From edge of a pit, machine
Guns raked battered ground -
But the Poliu dashed forward
To silence enemy's attempts
By the thrust of their bayonets.

Another fierce fight ensued -
Resistance became divided
Between the surrendered.
Whilst others continued
To fight; those that survived
Shouted out 'Kamerads!'

Others called Pas Kapout!'
To throw up feeble arms -
Other prisoners still fired
With a revolver one artillery
Captain shot a bullet into
One Poilu's left hand.

The Frenchman knocked
Him to the ground and sat
On the German's chest, who
Begged for mercy - to say
He had a wife and children;
The French man took pity.

The German stood again,
To thank the Poilu wildly
Making offers of money
Which made him laugh
loudly - so were the tales 
These soldiers millers told.

Another other French man,
In receipt of a bullet
Glancing his head, said
How in infantry attack
They came to huddles
Of Germans, hands raised.

An impression was how
These Germans, affected
By the French cannonade
Turned to idiots - men old
And young possessed,
Called out  'Pas kapout!'

'Pas kapout! Pas kapout!'
'Don’t shoot! Don’t kill me!'

by Jamie Mann.

Anon.,1915. Bayonet Fighting  - German Line Rushed. [online] 29 September. P.10. Col.3. Available at: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/ww1-archive/11896789/Daily-Telegraph-September-29-1915.html [Accessed: 29 September 2015].

Mann, J., 2015. 100 years Ago - Poems by Jamie Mann. [letter] (Personal communication, 29 September 2015). 



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Monday 28 September 2015

Poem ~ 'On War Service' - Tuesday, 28 September 1915



Impression sketch of War Badge - by Jamie. See original at:
http://www.iwm.org.uk/history/on-war-service-badge

In protection of certain men, disallowed
To enlist, was devised a simple method;
This being the issue of ‘war badges' -
For prevention of humiliation and insults.

Workers within Inland Revenue were not
Allowed to enlist in the forces - yet had
Also been refused issue of such badges.

While the emblems had been provided
To Labourers of the Port of London -
Such a questionable situation was then
Raised in a Estate Duty Officer's letter.

Written by a man who had found himself
In that situation, was provided a truthful
reasoning argument - writing to say, while
Physically fit, he could not join the forces.

With colleagues he was disallowed to be
A special constable; such was misfortune
Of their working in revenue department.

All were forbidden to be in occupations
That might compromise dutiful work -
The paradox being asked to do unpaid
Overtime, in production of 'silver bullets.'

The term, coined to encourage saving
Money; shown on posters, gave advice to
Turn silver into bullets at the post office.

Therefore a tier system appeared to exist
Shown by Customs and Excise colleagues
Had been granted the symbolic badge;
One silver bullet maker given the priviledge.

This man told how his position became
More difficult - daily agitated by recruitment
Sergeants - even being openly insulted.

Whenever stating his position, he would
Be asked, 'so where is this war badge?'
When he told they had not been issued,
Their accusing smile suggested he lied.

by Jamie Mann.

Anon.,1915. War Badges. [online] 28 September. P.4. Col.1-2. Available at: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/ww1-archive/11885813/Daily-Telegraph-September-28-1915.html [Accessed: 28 September 2015].

Mann, J., 2015. 100 years Ago - Poems by Jamie Mann. [letter] (Personal communication, 28 September 2015). 



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Sunday 27 September 2015

Poem ~ Thermite Bombs - Monday, 27 September 1915



Impression sketch of Thermite Zeppelin bombs, before and after - by Jamie. See original at: http://www.stedmundsburychronicle.co.uk/galleryww1/galleryww1page_04a.htm

With continued Zeppelin raids,
Aimed on the London capital,
Guidance came on how to fight
Incendiary bombs.

The Commissioner of Police,
Sir Edward Henry's guidance,
Was for effective uses of sand
And water.

To agree British Fire Prevention
Committee, advised how powder
Or chemical extinguishers were
Less suitable.

Regarding the incendiary bombs,
This committee gave their advice
Over tackling those fires, resultant
Of air raids.

Straightforward and economical,
Were buckets of water and hand
Pumps - with sand to douse spirit
And oil fires.

For public education reasons,
Came explanations, with details
Of Germans bombs of Zeppelins
And their dangers.

Conical metal and 10'' diameter
Base, they had a cup and funnel.
At the top was the handle, along
With ignition device.

Thermite filled the funnel - when
Ignited, an intense heat along
With concussion, makes molten
Metal of 5,000 °F.

Furthermore the funnel, caked
In resinous skin and bound
With tarred rope - adding white
Phosphorus in cap.

Resin and phosphorus create
Bilious fumes - often petrol
And celluloid chippings were
Also present.

When such a bomb struck,
The "Goldschmidt reaction"
Made molten metal, fumes
And resin smoke.

All measures should be ready
For horrendous incendiary
Fires - thus a forewarned public
Should be prepared.

by Jamie Mann.

Anon.,1915. Zeppelin Raids - Bomb Construction - Extinguishing Incendiary Fires, [online] 27 September. P.6. Col.5. Available at: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/ww1-archive/11885788/Daily-Telegraph-September-27-1915.html [Accessed: 27 September 2015].

Mann, J., 2015. 100 years Ago - Poems by Jamie Mann. [letter] (Personal communication, 27 September 2015). 



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Saturday 26 September 2015

Poíima ~ Ellinikí Ypostírixi tis Servías - Kyriakí, 26 Septemvríou 1915


Pigí : Archeío : Ellinikó Strató Kinitopoiiméno 1915.jpg , [ se apeftheías sýndesi ] Diathésimo sti diéfthynsi: <https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Greek_Army_mobilisation_1915.jpeg > Prospelástike : 26 Septémvri, 2015 ]


Mia synthíki pou ypegráfi to 1913, eíche
Symfonitheí gia tin parochí voítheias Servía,
Eán dechthoún epíthesi
Apó to Vasíleio tis Voulgarías.

Pémpti 24 iméra tou Septemvríou -
Athína, i protévousa tis Elláda ,
Epikyrónetai to mesiméri éna ntoulápi
Synántisi - syzítisi sta sovará.

I anánki ítan chóras Asfáleia -
Elláda éprepe na dei na energísei -
Tin kinitopoíisi ólon ton dynámeon tous.

Aftí i krísimi katástasi metaféretai
Me Ypourgós Venizélos, o opoíos
Odigíthike me to aftokínito apó to Tatói,
Milóntas stená me to vasiliá.

Sto 16:00 Premier Elefthérios
Venizélou me ton vasiliá, dílose
Óti i Elláda chreiázetai na kinitopoiithoún.

I syzítisi aftí akoloutheítai
Me synántisi tou Vasiléos Konstantínou
Ypourgós tou polémou, stratigó Danklí.
Aftó odígise stin diatýposi vrády.

Diafygón sympérasma emfanístike
I móni dynatí apántisi se stási
Tis voulgarikís diadikasía gia pólemo.

19:30 Pémpti 24 Septémvrios,
Ótan stin Elláda tou vasiliá Konstantínou,
Me tin ypografí, édose to vasilikó diátagma
Gia tin kinitopoíisi tou ellinikoú stratoú.

Argótera ekeíni tin iméra, 22:40 eidíseon
Éftase stin Athína, méso tou Týpou
Tis voulgarikís kinitopoíisi.

Me ekdoménon efimerída ekeíni ti nýchta tou,
I prósklisi gínetai gia ólous 21-45
Etón oi ándres na anaféroun, entós
Entós 48 orón apó ti dimosíefsi.

Eíkosi táxeis kaloúntai na tous colourso
Entáchthike i ektísei poiní tessáron?
Étsi ellinikís gis dynámeis kinitopoiíthikan.

I telikí apófasi emfanístike
Stis afíses, topothetoúntai se paráthyra
Tis efimerídas grafeíou tou opoíou
Apotélesma anadévetai stous drómous tis Athínas.

Makriá apó tin patrída, énas Éllinas
Apoikía sto Londíno exéfrase tin ikanopoíisí
Eidíseis apó tin enthousiódi lógia.

Énas ánthropos pou syndéontai me tin politikí
Tis patrídas tou, se dílosi
Na poúme to stoicheío tis pro-Germanías
Exakoloutheí na paraménei sti chóra tou.

I parousía aftón ton anthrópon
Sképsi episkiástike apó
Kómma Elefthérios Venizélos.


 apó ton Jamie Mann.

Anon., 1915. Vasilikó diátagma ypogegramméno. I Daily Telegraph, [ se apeftheías sýndesi ] 25 Septemvríou. R.9. Stíli 4. Diathésimo se: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/ww1-archive/11885769/Daily-Telegraph-September-25-1915.html [prospélasi: 26 Septémvri tou 2015 ].

Mann, J., 2015. 100 chrónia prin - Poiímata apó ton Jamie Mann. [ epistolí ] ( Prosopikí epikoinonía tis 26is Septemvríou 2015).

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