Sassoon seems to one of the less-well-known of the war poets, at least nowadays (which makes me want to read him more).
The Road to Ruin is a poem published in 1933. In it Sassoon visualises what might happen over the next 10 years. His nightmare vision is obviously concerned about war coming again, but it is written in the vocabulary of the First World War, with London succumbing to gas. It's ironic that the next war was to end with a weapon more terrible than he was able to imagine.
Day 293; Book 283
‘He’s right back to sleeping next to my mom and joining my dad in his home
office during the day.’: Beloved cat child, who went missing near
coyote-filled woods, found months later and immediately resumes his cozy
life of comfort and cuddles
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Cats sure are an interesting bunch. With personalities that vary widely and
wondrously all the way from woefully worried and scared of every little
thing...
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