Larks fly in Flanders

Flightpathproject reflects on flight on Armistice Day, 11 November 2015, in the 70th year after the end of WWII

  • in memory of Jim Monteith RAF, much-loved and sorely-missed, who – on metal wings – supported the evacuation of POWs in 1945 from camps in Thailand and Singapore
  • in memory of those who went to war years before him and those who went – are still going – to war years after him

Words from ‘The War to End All Wars’ that wasn’t:

In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
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.

by Lt Colonel John McCrae, Canadian physician, after the funeral of a friend at Ypres in 1915

A flood, blood-red:


Ceramic poppies installed at the Tower of London, July to November 2014

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