War

Central combat branch

Contact by sound

You fire in the direction “of noises heard”

The youth of the class of 1915

And all this electrified wire

So don’t weep over the horrors of the war

Before it we had only the surface

Of earth and the seas

Afterward we’ll have their abysses

The substrata and aviatic space

Masters of the tiller

Afterward afterward

We’ll take all the joys

Of relaxing victors

Women Games Factories Commerce

Industry Agriculture Metal

Fire Crystal Velocity

Voice Look Touch apart

And together in the touch come from afar

From farther yet

From this earth’s Beyond

Guillaume Apollinaire