In Flanders Fields
In Flanders fields the poppies grow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
Installation à la tour de Londres pour les commémorations 2014
Poppies day
* Associé aux souvenir des combattants de la première guerre mondiale.
* Découle d’un poème de 1915 de John McCray, In Flanders Fields, écrit en l’honneur d’un ami tombé à la bataille d’Ypres.
* Référence au coquelicots qui poussent entre les tombes mais aussi au rouge sang qui évoque le massacre.
* Campagne du coquelicot -> port d’un coquelicot de papier moyennant un don pour financer