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theworldofwars · 8 days
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Ruins of the Chateau Segar, Near Ypres. WWI
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haveyoubeentothiscity · 2 months
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Population: 35,039
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illustratus · 10 months
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Soldiers in woodland near Ypres marching along 'Regent Street', 1915
by Fortunino Matania
This was drawn by Matania whilst on a visit to the front line in 1915 and was accompanied by a further written report from the artist in the same issue. The scene depicts relief soldiers marching through 'Plug Street' or Ploegsteert Woods 8 miles from Ypres on the 'Regent Street' back to the front line trenches. Many of the main thoroughfares and trench links were given nicknames such as 'Regent Street', 'Rotten Row', 'Warrington Road' and 'Hellfire Corner'. The nicknames were painted on wooden signs which were hung for reference as can be seen clearly in this illustration with the sign board nailed to a tree.
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ec-phrasis · 10 months
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Romaine Brooks, La France Croisée, 1914
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victusinveritas · 7 months
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Remembrance tributes inside the preserved WWI-era trench system in Sanctuary Wood, in Ypres, Belgium.
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todaysdocument · 8 months
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Wreck of German airplane with bomb. Ravetsburg Camp. Ypres Salient and area, September 1, 1918. From the British War Museum. 
Record Group 165: Records of the War Department General and Special Staffs
Series: British Photographs of World War I
Image description: A soldier in a WWI uniform stands in front of the twisted wreckage of an airplane. He is propping up a bomb that is taller than he is. In the background we can see empty ground with a few damaged trees. 
Transcription:
NUMBER 17BO
SYMBOL BO.
PHOTO SECTION, BRITISH WAR MUSEUM. 
PHOTOGRAPHER
REC’D 7-10-1923 
TAKEN 9-1-18
DESCRIPTION: 
WRECK OF GERMAN AIRPLANE WITH BOMB. RAVETSBURG CAMP. YPRES SALIENT AND AREA. 
D.3113 Crashed German Gotha with bomb intended to be dropped by it. Ravetsburg Camp. 1.9.18 Ypres Saliant and Area. 
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almost-a-class-act · 9 days
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From Ypres 1915, by Canadian poet Alden Nowlan: Oh, I know they were mercenaries  in a war that hardly concerned us.  I know all that.
Sometimes I’m not even sure that I have a country.
But I know that they stood there at Ypres  the first time the Germans used gas,  that they were almost the only troops  in that section of the front  who did not break and run,  who held the line.
Perhaps they were too scared to run. Perhaps they didn’t know any better  — that is possible, they were so innocent,  those farmboys and mechanics, you only have to look  at old pictures and see how they smiled.
Perhaps they were too shy  to walk out on anybody, even Death.  Perhaps their only motivation was a stubborn disinclination.
Private McNally thinking: You squareheaded sons of bitches,  you want this God damn trench  you’re going to have to take it away  from Billy McNally  of the South End of Saint John, New Brunswick.
And that’s ridiculous, too, and nothing on which to found a country.  Still It makes me feel good, knowing  that in some obscure, conclusive way they were connected with me and me with them.
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beardedmrbean · 1 year
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theworldatwar · 1 year
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A British 18 pound field gun gets ready for action from its camouflaged position - Ypres, Oct 1914
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minarachelle · 9 months
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Tyne Cot Cemetery, Ieper, Belgium - 2017
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theworldofwars · 3 months
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A British signaller in a dugout near Ypres with a first issue respirator, late April 1915.
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ochipi · 1 year
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“We are the dead.
Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn
Saw sunset glow.”
Lest we forget.
Poem Excerpt: “In Flanders Fields” by John McRae
Photos: @ochipi taken while demining at the Somme Region, France.
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illustratus · 2 years
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French soldiers buying and reading newspapers at a kiosk in Rexpoede, in the far north of France (Department Nord, Region Nord-Pas-de-Calais) September 1917. The town is just 20 miles from Ypres, in Belgium, where the Battle of Passchendaele was being fought at this time. The battle was one of the bloodiest of the entire war, but is perhaps more infamous for the mud. The worst rains to hit the Flanders region for 30 years turned parts of the battlefield into a quagmire so deep that men and horses drowned in it.
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carnageandculture · 2 years
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An unidentified Austrailan soldier standing amidst the ruins of Ypres, Belgium, and looking towards the remains of the Cloth Hall. Frank Hurley Belgium: Flanders, West-Vlaanderen, Ypres 3 September 1917
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A trench on the Belgian front near Ypres during the First World War
French vintage postcard
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