In Honor of Veterans Day: One Week of Veterans Poetry

Saturday, November 11 Americans celebrate as Veterans Day although the roots are in Armistice Day, but that is another story…

Poetry is a song of the soul, what better way to see into the veteran experience.

Walt Whitman will kick the week off with To a Certain Civilian.


DID you ask dulcet rhymes from me?

Did you seek the civilian’s peaceful and languishing rhymes?

Did you find what I sang erewhile so hard to follow?

Why I was not singing erewhile for you to follow, to understand— 

nor am I now;

(I have been born of the same as the war was born,

The drum-corps’ rattle is ever to me sweet music, I love well the 

martial dirge,

With slow wail and convulsive throb leading the officer’s funeral;)

What to such as you anyhow such a poet as I? therefore leave my 


And go lull yourself with what you can understand, and with piano-


For I lull nobody, and you will never understand me.

About Frances Wiedenhoeft

After a lifetime in nursing, anesthesia and the Army I now write, blog, attend school for journalism and massage, and watch my 3 grandchildren. I am a veteran of Desert Storm, Iraq and Afghanistan and try to serve other vets such as myself, and to work for peace.
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