Light Cavalry Overture
Strident brass for the first minute and a half
then Suppé strips off the armour,
slips into something white-gloved,
hands round a tray of canapés.
Militarism as cocktail party. High windows,
tall glasses, light background chatter
about gentlemanly conduct back in the day.
The view’s splendid in the evening,
the western aspect shown off to its finest.
Oh, look – the horses
are being led back from dressage.
Another drink, another vol-au-vent, another
drone strike doing its bit for democracy,
another tank scouring the desert,
manned by men not long shorn of boyhood
singing “burn, motherfucker, burn”.
Neil Fulwood is the author of film studies book 'The Films of Sam Peckinpah'. His poetry has been featured in The Morning Star, Ink Sweat & Tears, The Black Light Engine Room, London Grip and Butcher's Dog. He lives and works in Nottingham.