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Monday, 14 November 2016

Poem ~ Somme Rescuer - Tuesday, 14 November 1916 - Saturday, 18 November 1916

'The Battle of the Somme'; includes footage of the Somme Rescuer, filmed by official cinematographers, Geoffrey Malins and John McDowell. 
Impression sketch of Geoffrey Malins filming the Somme Rescuer - by Jamie.
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136 days of the Somme had seen changes
Of a battle ground situation; the first days
Had been a fight through grass and crops,
Under heat of dust and sun - yet final days
Saw a quagmire of bitter, churned up mud.

Amid the presence of the fighters observed
Correspondents, recording stories unfolding
Before their presence and gain various events 
On film - Geoffrey Malins, a cameraman, had
Opportunities to move locations to film events.

Along with fellow cameraman John McDowell,
The two men lugged equipment about the field;
Moy & Bastie Cinecamera's - being a wooden
Box 16 by 9 by 18 inches, balanced on tripods -
To aim 400 feet of raw film onto their subjects.

Styled in uniform to carry out his task, Malins
Equipment would have been an easy target
For any enemy sniper - with these problematic
State of the art heavy cameras, such dangers
Led to some staged scenery amid real events.

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Day 1; with genuine footage of a mine blown
At Hawthorne, Geoffrey Malins turned his lens
Elsewhere - likely not to consider too deeply
To record those men that would be in view -
They snatched any possible interesting event.

To capture film shots these would be taken
Over a number of days as opportunities arose.
One such chance that would last barely six
Seconds would haunt audiences, to question
Identity of one; known as Somme rescuer.

Faces of the men were important to show,
Giving the film's future audience a tentative
Chance to spot a loved one - chancing one
Point, Malins pulled in a view across ragged
Ground, scarred with chalky trench marks.

Malins later recalled how many wounded lay
Lost in shell holes, crying out for help. They
Saw numerous attempts to get to fellows by
Red cross men who were simply shot down.
As one cried out; a trench mortar man heard.

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Would someone help to get him? One fellow
Volunteered - over parapets and between
Barbed wire, two men edged closer and closer.
Watchers with held breath witnessed success;
Was this then what Malins hastily filmed?

Filmed in the last stages, two men with a man
Hunched between, staggered up a slope then
Lowered him to cover, all in 13 seconds - closer
Inspection showed the limp unmoving soldier;
One rescuer taking a chance without his helmet.  

Likely in that same proximity, Ernest Brooks
Took a still image of these likely same two
Men, who carried the weight of a wounded
Man - they maneuvered him out of tangled
Barbed wire ditch - one held him on his back.

Brooks looked over boards at point when
A helmeted man lifted limp legs, as the bare
Headed rescuer sees the photographer -
An expression of effort to be always frozen
In their awkward angle, adding to questions.

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The soldier with cropped fair hair, slumped
Heavy, unresponsive over cardigan shoulders -
Loose arms with palms outwards - a diamond
Badge on ripped left sleeve, with a partly torn
Right shoulder; evidence of that filmed man.

They stepped from frozen image into focus
Of a cinecamera lens at end of a trench,
Sloping sides littered with debris - Malins
Positioned there - an official presence likely
Blocking way to any urgent passing traffic.

By absent seconds Malins missed a link
To solve the relay of that same limp figure.
His cropped head of hair on right shoulder
Of another, bent with his weight almost tips
Him over as seven men watch from behind.

One man evidently taking the second stage
Was suddenly burdened; the Somme rescuer.
By his job conveying unconscious man
He carries a pale look to camera - slightly
Self-conscious, to see Malins stand in his way.

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The unconscious soldier's swinging arms, fell
Over broad shoulders - this carrier's burden
Almost biblical - whose efforts emphasized
By his untidy hair, pressed wet by perspiration
Across his forehead, with features stained.

He wears no tunic - thick, heavy boots stumble
Almost totally bandaged with khaki puttees. 
A process to echo personified desperation
To save a life - a moving image, he struggles
With effort in representation of every rescuer.

This is a strong man yet he's weighed down,
And in those minutia seconds he looks into
Malins box - his unconsciousness quizzes
Any observer - a phase of puzzlement like
A shadow. Hs expression is a question; why?

The way he carries him is awkward, hurried -
Holding him up with arms twisted around his
Lower back - the heavy, limp weight pushes
Him down; perhaps this carrier's expression
Is just reaction to the effort of his the burden.

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Held in a piggy back as with children at play -
An action turned upside down - image of grown
Men into life and death, but without obvious
Signs of wounds - both devoid of helmets
Intensifies the fact that these are mortal men.

Rewind to first few seconds; what of those
That watch? Making no move to help them,
Only to witness him carry the wounded man -
An exception lays in one figure also devoid
Of any helmet; the same man Brooks caught.

The cardigan man with long, side parted hair
Holds a can in his left hand; the first carrier.
He sways left to right with virtual exhaustion.
Breathless he tips against the trench wall -
This is a shared effort to save one man's life.

Look again, this wounded man was no youth - 
Worn by exhaustion of his wounds unseen
Till later - his bereft chest reveals the fatal
Result - high-cropped hair gives air of youth;
Look again to see eyes of closed shadows.

The burdened man takes him out of the scene
Followed by another, a helmeted corporal
From out of the seven; his tunic buttons half
Undone, his serious eyes fall from the camera -
With another bearer he takes the wounded man.

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Passing by Malins, the prone cropped haired
Man, tunic open shows wounds to his middle,
On the final stage by stretcher - though Malins
Reported he would be dead within 30 minutes.
Yet those 6 seconds made the greatest impact.

The premiere of the finished film, 10 August
1916, released widely by 21 August - by start
Of October across the British Isles some 20
Million people had seen the final footage of five
Reels, to last 77 minutes along with live music.

The words of Lloyd George prompted people
To think it was their duty to see the picture at
Multiple screenings across numerous cinemas.
While many folk were curious to see familiar
Faces, others felt it was seen as entertainment.

Such depiction of violence and its results were
Berated by church, which ran alongside shows
Of comedy - As divided critics people still went.
Many women would avert their eyes at the horror,
But then looked again for signs of familiar faces.

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The growth of legend began with reel 5, that
Had depicted the 'Somme rescuer,' whose
Identity was never quite realised - Brooks
Official photograph had depicted a rescuer,
Who held a man on his back, to be a driver.

The man in the cardigan being Tom Spencer;
But the fame passed onto the man in shirt
Sleeves and braces, whose stare of pathos
Into Malins wooden cinecamera - the mystery
Resisting solving, with emerging later claims.

Perhaps Private Frederick Drakes - or perhaps
The face belonged to Bertram Leslie Andrews -
Known to have been in the locality of events,
Assigned to the Royal Army Medical Corps;
Still more emerged to share this anonymity.

While claims might carry on over a hundred
Years, it is 6 seconds of a man fatally wounded
Carried by the stooped frame of a piggy back -
Limp arms over equally unknown man whose
Eyes catch the viewers in pathos, to ask why?

by Jamie Mann.

Source: File: Imperial War Museums: Moy & Bastie 35mm cine camera. Available at: <http://www.iwm.org.uk/collections/item/object/30004694> [Accessed 14 November 2016]

Source: File: Imperial War Museums: How IWM Is Trying To Identify The Man In This Film by M Lee. Available at: < http://www.iwm.org.uk/history/how-iwm-is-trying-to-identify-the-man-in-this-film> [Accessed 14 November 2016]

Mann, J., 2016. 100 years Ago - Poems by Jamie Mann. [letter] (Personal communication, 14 November 2016). 



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Wednesday, 17 August 2016

Poem ~ Personal: Missing, Believed Killed - Thursday, 17 August 1916

Source: File: Personal Column. See an original image at: <http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/ww1-archive/12212785/Daily-Telegraph-August-17-1916.html> [Accessed 17 August 2016]
Source: File: Second Lieutenant Francis Baker Coldwells. See an original image at: <https://ww1geek.com/2016/07/01/sutton-and-the-somme-1st-july-1916/> [Accessed 17 August 2016]

Upon the front page of The Telegraph
17 August 1916, of the London edition,
No 19,142 - beside column one; births
Deaths and marriages, lay column two
Of the personal files headed MISSING.

A few lines each tell varied stories, which
Include two half loop diamond rings left
In a lavatory when leaving Chester; found
Treasury notes being held at Limehouse
Police station - all just every day matters.

Leading such stories is another missing
Item - in capitals COLDWELLS - believed
Killed, though initially reported wounded.
Seven lines in just a plain statement, in
the hope any reader might alter the truth.

The eldest boy of 1891 son of Mr and Mrs
Joseph Coldwells - with three brothers
To follow; 1894 Leonard George, 1896
Charles Albert and young brother 1897
Edward Greenwood, joined by sisters.

1905 Gwendolen Ysabel, 1911 Josephine
Mary Coldwells - five siblings with over
Twenty years difference, from youngest
To the oldest; Francis Baker in education
When the family lived in Croydon, London.

Within that very town of greater London,
Francis Coldwells attended Whitgift School
And by association Francis, Leonard
And Charles, becoming former pupils - old
Whitgiftians always to be remembered.

As a senior scholar at Wadham College,
Oxford, Francis became an instructor
Of Officer Training Corps - as for many
Like Francis Coldwells, this would lead
Him in good stead when aged 23 in 1914.

In September 1914 Francis had decided
To enlist in the fight of a European war.
His character described of a ‘fine scholar
And a modest man,' initially taking rank
Of Sergeant Francis Coldwell PS/4685.

By the following year 1915, he took rank
Of Second Lieutenant Francis Baker
Coldwells - months of preparation gave
Readiness to the Devonshires in their
Move to France and onto the Somme.

Lieutenant Francis Coldwells’ battalion
Of Devonshires, would be fundamental
In the big summer push to oust Germany
From their illegal claim on France and
Their Belgium neighbour; such was the plan.

Friday 30 June 1916, General Rawlinson’s
Words reached the ears of the Devonshires.
To impress on their infantry units to assist
Each other - to hold tight onto every yard
Of ground they were to gain on 1 July.

The infantry would be assisted by accurate
Artillery shelling; so good luck to all ranks.
As thousands of others, the Devons made
Their way to start point - in twist and turns,
Slowed by awkward loads from dumps.

When by 6.25 a.m. they had been ready
For several hours, as the bombardment
Began its recent daily routine - on this
Day the shelling stopped fifteen minutes
Early - 7.30 a.m. the air filled by whistles.

A few guns still fired as the Berkshires,
Middlesex and Devons left New Trench.
Lieutenant Coldwell among them led
His men to their objective, Ovillers - as
Chaos ensued this old Whitgiftian fell.

Rising in waves, infantry were met  by
Counter waves of machine gun fire -
Perhaps initially someone witnessed
Lieutenant Caldwell hit, maybe lightly;
His figure lost in the following mayhem.

As following days turned into weeks,
Over a month passed as the family
Of one man ‘MISSING, believed killed -
COLDWELLS’ - a call for information
In hope to disprove the third word.

By Jamie Mann.

Anon.,1916. Personal Column. The Daily Telegraph, [online] 17 August 1916. P.8. Col.3. Available at: <http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/ww1-archive/12212785/Daily-Telegraph-August-17-1916.html> [Accessed: 17 August 2016].

Source: File: Coldwell Roots. Available at: <http://coldwell.one-name.net/tng/getperson.php?personID=I23388&tree=Coldwell> [Accessed 17 August 2016

Source: File: Whitgiftians in WWI. Available at: <http://www.whitgift.co.uk/TheSchool.aspx?SubCatID=154> [Accessed 17 August 2016

Source: File: The National Archives . Available at: <http://discovery.nationalarchives.gov.uk/details/r/C1086322?descriptiontype=Full&ref=WO+339/32420> [Accessed 17 August 2016

Source: File: Sutton and the Somme, 1st July 1916. Available at: <https://ww1geek.com/2016/07/01/sutton-and-the-somme-1st-july-1916/> [Accessed 17 August 2016

Mann, J., 2016. 100 years Ago - Poems by Jamie Mann. [letter] (Personal communication, 17 August 2016). 



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Sunday, 24 July 2016

Poem ~ Aussies at Pozieres - Monday, 24 July 1916 - Wednesday, 26 July 1916


Source: File: "Gibraltar" bunker, Pozières, in late August. A fatigue party laden with sandbags heads for the fighting at Mouquet Farm.  See an original image at: <https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_Pozières#/media/File:Gibraltar_bunker_Pozieres_(AWM_EZ0098).jpg> [Accessed 24 July 2016]

Amid the failed objectives of 1 July 1916,
Stood the small French village of Pozieres -
Not yet to be forgotten - delayed scheduled
Full-on attacks would resurge by mid month.

Situated on another Somme ridge, this
Village lay on the road between Bapaume
And Albert - houses clustered about one
Long straight road with a lone windmill.

Once a Roman way was deserted
In the presence of armies, that made
This their demarcation - here atop
Rolling ground lay the highest point.

This was where Pozieres windmill that
Caught high winds, to become Hill 60;
Just the slightest point of height could
Provide the advantage for artillery fire.

The German line had sliced the Somme
From Longueval, Bazentin Le Petite,
Over that ridge and behind Pozieres -
Intentions were for British to move east.

With this, Thiepval and Pozieres would
Prove too much for Germans to hold -
With focus on grounds between those
Communes of Ginchy and Guillemonth.

Along with High and Delville woods
An increased pressure would allow
A gain of Pozieres - by steady steps,
The fourth army made initial advance.

Over five days, 13 to 17 July, no gain
Was made, only high casualties, during
This the work of artillery pounded
The deserted French village into ruins.

Two attempts to take Pozieres trench
In a system from west to south failed -
While east attempts up the Old Geman
Lines also failed; a rethink was needed.

Decisions could have no hesitations,
General Rawlinson would send
Six divisions from south and north,
Down Guillemont and Albert road.

Initially scheduled for day 18 July,
Postponement took this to evening
Of 22 July, by two Generals situations;
Gough reserves, Walkers Australians.

In position of holding the road since
Before July, Lt General Gough known
As a 'thruster,' told M-General Walker
To attack Pozieres during coming night.

Leading the Australians after Gallipoli,
Walker locked horns - that his attack
Would happen only after preparations -
So a launch set in hours from 22-23 July.

Three stages to happen in half hours -
Minutes of the clock, to see 1st divisions
Of Australians form south, while from
West, South Midland division would move.

Pozieres took another bombardment,
To include tear and phosgene gas -
German 117th Infantry shells beat time,
As Australian brigades made preparations.

1st and 3rds behind artillery wall edged
Into No Mans land - as the shield lifted,
They rushed outwards to gain Pozieres
Trench in the south - onto a second stage.

Australians crept out through remnants
Of back gardens, to join with stage three
Down into Albert Road - while garrisons
Of Germans then moved east and north.

With matching moves and gains, words
On white paper set out a night attack -
Despite confusion over beaten ground,
German resistance came from old line.

An 18-year-old officer, Ian Fraser arrived
From Sandhurst to Somme, in admittance
Of fear from his age in leading others - his
Terror brewed in bombardment not to fail.

Then they moved with intermittent fear
Between bursts, as they were forced
To crawl under snipers fire - on northside
Of Pozieres Fraser led a bomb attack.

At some random point, a German rifle
Shot - intentional of specific target or
Not, knocked Fraser to the ground;
A bullet had passed through his head.

The small missile did its deed that
Destroyed both eyes - others acted
To dress him - Fraser even chatted
With his commander as they walked.

Later he recalled how he was laid
On a market type barrow, wheeled
Along for apparent miles down a shell
Damaged road - none of which he saw.

Some doctor gave him an injection, to
Write an indelible cross upon his fore-
Head. quizzed why? 'Oh just a sign that
You had anti-tetanus' - he lay still, blind.

A Chaplain of the Gloucesters, Dominic
Devas, appropriately at Crucifix Corner
Dressing station, saw tremendous howls
Of bombardment puckering night into light.

Devas assisted through the dark hours
As wounded gathered under the crucifix
Arms, until a fresh summer morning broke -
At Aveluy he gave mass to passing soldiers.

Das Blockhaus to be known as Gibraltar,
Was a bunker on the western side, which
Australians reached - lying thick with dead
Of the enemy, as wounded still piled up.

On the ground of the windmill lay concrete
Gibraltar, which found had new purpose
As HQ for 7th and 8th Australians - amid
The first, Private Bourke stepped inside.

Cake boxes lay in a corner, with an address
Written by a child - while evidence of a coat
Bloodied with shrapnel of a German wearer;
Saddened Bourke dwelt on the child's gifts.

By this date 23 July, Australian prospectors
Out on the road captured various Germans,
As some kind of hold was made on Pozieres -
The only gain on that date of German focus.

With all communication process hampered,
Only by the early morning of 24 July, gave
Realization that Pozieres was captured -
Attacks elsewhere faded, looking to Pozieres.

Continual but not intense, IV German corps
rearmed their guns, targeting head on Sausage
Valley towards Casualty Corner - thereafter
Called Dead Mans Road - for counter attacks.

By Jamie Mann.

Richardson, M., 2015. Eyewitness On The Somme 1916. Pen and Sword Books. Ch. 3

Source: File: Battle of Pozières. Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia. Available at: <https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_Pozières> [Accessed 19 July 2016]

Mann, J., 2016. 100 years Ago - Poems by Jamie Mann. [letter] (Personal communication, 19 July 2016). 


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Monday, 18 July 2016

Poem ~ Mad Jack At Memetz - Tuesday, 18 July 1916

Source: File: Siegfried Sassoon.  See an original image at: <https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems-and-poets/poets/detail/siegfried-sassoon> [Accessed 15 July 2016]

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The initial Big Push had begun slowly
Yet still effective in some parts across
The Somme - one being Mametz village;
Taken on day one, yet the wood close
By remained occupied - in a 'clear out'
The wood fell to the 38th Welsh Div.

These Welshman consisted of those
Volunteers of 1914 and 1915, whose
Battle virgin status and limited training,
Faced well-trained elite Germans force.

The wood of Mametz was dense -
A great wall of trees that contained
A defensive force - when on day 7
Time came for the Welsh to move in -
A morning retake of day one, except
This day opened wet and cold.

No optimism of a fine summers day -
Trench Mortars and machine guns
Held the wood, while the artillery set
To blast a path over sodden ground.

Prior to the 38th, the 7th division
Had acted on word of a captured
German - that the Boche troops had
Fallen back - a Welsh patrol moved
Into the wood, disabling two field
Guns as they killed a German patrol.

The initial attack of 7th division made
On 4th and 5th day, began but failed,
From eager German gunnery and wall
Of uncut wires, that prevented any real
Progression into the occupied wood.

Day 7 saw divisions in place - with
The Royal Welch lying in reserve -
The 17th Division's approach came
West - at the east from Caterpillar
Wood were the 38th - while 16th
Crossed the whole of Hammer Head.

Air rustled the wood of Mametz,
As light at 5.30 a.m. began a rain
Of gas shells fired by French - wind
Lifted to disturb the screen of smoke,
Intended to hide the troops advance.

Dispersed ahead along the woods
Edge, machine guns eyed 400 yards
Of open ground - dull, momentary
Silence drowned by rattles at sight
Of the Welsh, raking at thigh level.

French eyes saw the bravery rush
Forth of Welsh men, in admiration
Of endurance and courage - youth
Faced an avalanche of falling fire.

One officer of France watched
The young run, like veterans of war,
Under the burning intensity of fire -
Fire seemed to fall on shoulders
As a mockery of carnival confetti;
The men lay momentary on earth.

Keenness had led them too far
Ahead for support's readiness -
Like a paused machine rewound,
Forward troops waited for signs.

Then the living lifted again upon
Feet, striding out - bullets swept
Seemingly to pass harmless
Through the ranks - in descent
Upon the parapets their senses
Fixed, without register of noise.

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Amid their vast, anonymous
Presence of the Welch, fought
Figures - Robert Graves, poet
Friend to Lieutenant Sassoon.

Despite rain delay of objectives
All pushed on as at Quadrangle
Trench - with little wire before
This hole, a Lieutenant Sassoon
Took a step down, into the left
Edge of an enemy strongpoint.

Strategy's had become slightly
Confused - orders had been
For Sassoon to turn about - all
This went against his ambitions.

Finding three glum faced fellow
Officers on a fire step, Sassoon
Took stock - news of two others
Had returned wounded, though
Communications still remained
With Northumberland Fusiliers.

The Lieutenant considered that
More to be done by some type
Of venture within, Sassoon set
Out to explore, to discover more.

'Young Fernby,' unlike the glum
Threesome, wore some exultation
On his expression - to tell no news
From their right, while the Royal
Irish were believed to have failed -
The two of them moved outward.

Evidence suggested that they had
Interrupted the Germans attempt
To dig in - their equipment along
With packs, lay all about the edges.

Among these belongings some
Welsh were ferreting - while others
Shot wildly into the trees - there
Sassoon paused, as twilight smoke
Drifted about the scenery, he felt
Oddly excited amid total disorder.

Without NCOS about to take any
Orders back officer Sassoon likely
Felt on equal level of those about
Him - yet this was not quite enough.

Clarity came, that the waist high
Trench needed to be deeper -
A few hours of darkness would
Give way to light - prompted
Sassoon saw two privates argue
Over of a pair of field glasses.

In a swift move he turned to aim 
His pistol at them - to stop fooling
And start digging - the dipping
Earth was in places a foot deep.

Much work of sniping had been
Success; wounded and dead lay
About as daylight etched at the
Dark - then German forms started
To emerge impassive and equal
In the events of a catastrophe.

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Sassoon stepped over bodies
And by some impulse stooped,
Lifting one male form upright -
To prop him against the bank.

His tunic was knotted about his
Shoulders, as in some casual
Civil way - he had been killed
Digging - striking looks, blond
Hair and untouched fair features,
Only slightly marked by mud.

In his stillness, Sassoon wiped
The dirt from his eyes and face
With his sleeve - judging him 18
The German youth lay awkward.

Sassoon lifted him again to more
'Comfortable' position for a live
Person - this was the first time
He had touched any enemy -
Within him some consideration
Struck him at that 'gentle face.'

Moments passed as in eternity;
The German handsome youth
Became representative of futility -
Fresh in death, went against what
Expectation of battle should be.

The spell of eroding grief ended
As he was joined by a fellow -
They, on hands and knees, edged
Down until they met a bombing
Post - another three Welsh told
That no one had gone further.

With Kendle's company Sassoon
Acquired a bag of mills bombs -
In mutual desire to explore they
Crawled on some 70 yards - until
The depth was barely a groove.

While carnage lay at their backs
They looked towards a shallow
Valley - down to a light railway
Line, out of which popped shots
Of rifle fire and head movements;
Both felt on an elated adventure.

Kendle excited by their position,
Decided he would take a shot
And edged out of their cover,
Onto broken ground to make aim.

Lewis gunners joined them as
Kendle half knelt and pushed
Up his tin hat to get better aim -
Squeezing the trigger he fired,
Smiled and fell sideways dead;
A bullet hit him above his eyes.

Almost as some ricocheted action,
Or crazy duel that downed Kendle,
Sassoon instinct took him on a lone
Mission, with the bag of mills bomb.

With these hanging about him,
Along Wood trench he shuffled,
Down to where Germans held
Ground - a short way ahead
Was the sight of some ditch -
Sassoon weighed his first bomb.

The hole was still occupied - with
A pelt Sassoon advanced and
One after another, yelled his four
Bombs over arm, at the enemy.

With surprise at success each
In turn exploded - so with smoke
At their heels, some sixty scared
Germans made abandon of their
Hole - to run for hell into Mametz;
Witnesses to the Mad Jack event.

By Jamie Mann.

Source: File: The Guardian: Inside an enemy trench, by Siegfried Sassoon 10 November 2008. Available at: <https://www.theguardian.com/world/2008/nov/10/first-world-war-siegfried-sassoon> [Accessed 18 July 2016]

Source: File: Mametz Wood and the 38th: The Welsh at the Somme
By Lieutenant-General Jonathon Riley Military historian. 6 July 2016 . Available at: <www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-wales-36667730> [Accessed 18 July 2016]

Source: File: The Long Long Trail. The capture of Mametz, 1 – 5 July 1916. Available at: <http://www.longlongtrail.co.uk/battles/battles-of-the-western-front-in-france-and-flanders/the-battles-of-the-somme-1916/the-capture-of-mametz-1-5-july-1916/> [Accessed 18 July 2016]

Source: File: Battle of Mametz Wood 5th - 12th July 1916. Available at: <http://www.130thstjohnfieldambulance.co.uk/index.php/ct-menu-item-13/ct-menu-item-25> [Accessed 18 July 2016]

Source: File: Welsh History Month: Mametz Wood 9 Apr 2012, Dr Robin Barlow. Available at: <http://www.walesonline.co.uk/news/wales-news/welsh-history-month-mametz-wood-2047333> [Accessed 18 July 2016]

Mann, J., 2016. 100 years Ago - Poems by Jamie Mann. [letter] (Personal communication, 18 July 2016). 


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