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They Break Their Bread and Drink<\/strong><\/p>\n The mother with her blackbread meal Grandmother cannot look upon the priest The sister in her petticoats The soldier and the sailor on the ship at sea The submariner ‘neath the waves Long hours through the night they rest, They raise a toast to one and all <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Mississippian John Horv\u00e1th Jr<\/strong> publishes internationally since the 1960s (recently in Munyori Review<\/em> (Zimbabwe); Numbat (Australia). Pyrokinection, Illuminations<\/em> (print), and Olentangy Review<\/em>). After Vanderbilt and Florida State universities, “Doc” Horv\u00e1th taught at historically Black colleges. Since 1997, to promote contemporary international poetry, Horv\u00e1th edits www.poetryrepairs.com<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" They Break Their Bread and Drink The mother with her blackbread meal And watered soup dreams peace The cross she bears is its own grace She breaks her bread and drinks Grandmother cannot look upon the priest Who blesses ships that carry off the troops The invalid, the rheumy-eyed, they cheer them on […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-15723","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15723","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=15723"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15723\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15827,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15723\/revisions\/15827"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=15723"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=15723"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=15723"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nAnd watered soup dreams peace
\nThe cross she bears is its own grace
\nShe breaks her bread and drinks<\/p>\n
\nWho blesses ships that carry off the troops
\nThe invalid, the rheumy-eyed, they cheer them on
\nShe breaks her bread and drinks<\/p>\n
\nDonates her silkies to the cause
\nGives all for army pay and soldier’s brat
\nShe breaks her bread and drinks<\/p>\n
\nWrite letters home to each of them (free
\nPostage Stamp) “I’m doing fine, don’t cry for me”
\nThey break their bread, they sing, they drink.<\/p>\n
\nTakes comfort there’s no threat
\nHe thinks, he breaks his bread, he drinks<\/p>\n
\nThey wake, They dress their very best,
\nThen orate, “With your boy’s sacrifice,
\nWe all are soundly Blest”<\/p>\n
\nTheir etiquette requires this
\nNo more than this they toast then drink<\/p>\n