
If you are in this thing at all it is best to be in to the limit. Add the ode I sent you and the three sonnets to my last volume and you will have opera omnia quæ existant. If not, my only earthly care is for my poems. I will write you soon if I get through all right. No sacks, but two musettes, toile de tente slung over shoulder, plenty of cartridges, grenades, and baïonnette au canon. We are to have the honor of marching in the first wave.

This will probably be the biggest thing yet. In one of the latest letters, addressed to a friend and dated June 28, 1916, Alan Seeger wrote: "We go up to the attack tomorrow.

Kennedy who was used to ask his wife Jaqueline to recite it.Ībout his experience of war in France we would like to remind you the Letters and Diary of Alan Seeger you can find here in several formats. "I have a rendezvous with Death" is for sure his most popular poem, appreciated by the president of United States J.F. The splendid and lively literary commonplace of the "appointment with the Death" gives the title of the following poem. The accounts we have say that he was smiling before dying. He was 28 (he was born in New York in 1888) and he had started serving in the French Foreign Legion in 1914.

Eliot, was killed in action in France almost one hundred years ago, precisely on Jin Belloy-en-Santerre.
