It’s about time I revisited a classic English poem and added a modern spin to it. This one was prompted by the regular tragedies that take place between France and the UK as desperate refugees try and make the short but incredibly dangerous crossing.
After Sangatte
(John Masefield: Sea Fever)
I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
Where I’ll await their call, fighting fear, holding my head up high.
I set my face, as bland as milk against those hollowed eyes
And think of how we seek a truth, neat-wrapped in hideous lies.
I must down to the seas again, clinging to a long held hope
And cross the spume to the promised land of Keats and Shelley and Pope,
Where bombs don’t fall and guns are quiet and I’ll not have to hide,
Where the men all say I will be safe once we’re away on the tide.
I must go down to the seas again, and put away my fear
And watch and wait in case tonight those I hold most dear
Have by some miracle been spared to reach the Kentish coast
And then perhaps there’ll be some rest for this most restless ghost.
Excellent! Thanks.
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A compassionate version
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Thanks
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I love it. And the poingnant twist at the end, too.
Sea Fever has long been one of my favourite poems, and you’ve done a great thing with it.
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I always hope i don’t ruin these for lovers of the originals
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Not in this case, Geoff.
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A lovely take.
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Thank you!!
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Wonderful and that ending is so good.
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Deep , deep grief and sadness.
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It’s a tragedy all round
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Yes indeed
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I like the echoes in this and it runs forward like a perfect ribbon to that last line.
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Thanks Lisa. These border controls lose sight of the individual humanities so often.
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A quite brilliant reinvention
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Thanks George. I really enjoy finding new ways to twist that first line
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Painful to think about. I have been so obsessed with the heinous treatment of refugees on our southern border that I actually didn’t realize this was happening near you.
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It’s awful. Not often but bodies get washed up on both the French and British coasts. I knew understand why they don’t stay in France once they’re there too but the fact is 1000s try and cross illegally what is the busiest water way in the world in crafts designed for swimming pools
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Thank you for enlarging my understanding of the situation there. With the climate changing this will be world wide.
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Yes. My dad used to say that the greatest threat to peace was fresh water or the lack of it. He might turn out to be right is sub Saharan Africa keeps growing.
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I grew up in a state that had wars over water rights even 60 years ago. I am sure it will intensify.
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Good take on one of my favorite poems. You wonder what drives people to take such incredible risks.
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I know. Its not like France is a bad place
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