ABSTRACT
Night shatters in mid-heaven-the bark of guns, The roar of planes, the crash of bombs, and all The unshackled skyey pandemonium stuns The senses to indifference, when a fall Of masonry nearby startles awake, Tingling, wide-eyed, prick-eared, with bristling hair, Each sense within the body, crouched aware Like some sore-hunted creature in the brake….
