LISA G. SAMIA
On January 14, 2026, the CWRTDC had the pleasure of hosting a reading of a poem by our member Lisa Samia entitled "Under the Dogwood Tree." For more information about Ms. Samia and her poetry, visit https://www.lisasamia.com/
Ms. Samia also gave us permission to post a copy of her poem on our website, but please note that it is copyrighted. The poem is for a new book that she is currently writing and that has not been published. Information about her publications, which combine Civil War history with poetry (and that do not include this poem), is provided below.
Under the Dogwood Tree
Upon
the battlefield of the Wilderness, please read on as I say
It
was the time of day called twilight, of this I do believe
That
we marched and I saw him fall, so how I do now grieve
I
dropped my musket amidst the shot and fire
And
knelt beside him, I knew then it was so dire
But
I was ordered double-quick to my feet and hurried on my way
Yet
I knew I would come back to find him, somewhere in the fray
Later,
I asked to search for him in between the lines of dread
But
I was denied and had to wait and watched as the river ran red
Then
next, I was ordered into the field where our soldiers lay without breath
As
the Grim Reaper gathered his harvest, in anticipation of so much death
And
as I began to dig to bury your son, I knew I had to do more
I
snipped a lock of his bright blond hair and send to you to adore
Also,
you will find a map of where I laid him to rest
I
drew it as best I could, to guide you in your quest
And
as the pink petals of the dogwood tree rained down upon my face
I knew
that I could not leave him there without a name, without a face
I
pray then you will find your soldier son of this, I do decree
Look
for him there, if you can, under the dogwood tree
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Books by Lisa Samia in her "The Nameless and The Faceless Of The Civil War" series:
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