Sydney Walter Josland
The troops of many nations, including America, Britain, and Australia, are once again in Baghdad – some sixty years after Sydney Josland professed his love of the Middle East in the eternal language of love – poetry. Josland’s poems reflect a different time and circumstance, and demonstrate a clear affinity with that ancient land… but more especially with people who inhabit that land. Demigods and fundamentalists have forever changed the haunting beat of the time and place that are laced in Josland’s writings. His words remind and teach us to mourn the loss of simpler times and saner reasoning. This is a wonderful, wonderful collection.
Anthony W. Pahl OAM
December 3, 2006
©Copyright Sydney Walter Josland 2005
Designed, typeset in Centaur, printed, and bound by John Denny at the
Puriri Press, 37 Margot Street, Epsom, Auckland, New Zealand
Cover linocut by John Z. Robinson
Copies of the book can be ordered at a cost of NZ$24.00
Before World War II, Josland was a Captain in the Twenty-fifth (Wellington) Battalion and went to the war in the Twenty-fifth Battalion (Third Echelon) of the Second New Zealand Expeditionary Force. He served in Greece, Italy, the Middle East and North Africa.
Josland returned to New Zealand at the end of the war with the rank of Lieutenant Colonel and resumed his career as a biochemist. Upon his retirement from the Military Forces in 1946, he was awarded an Efficiency Decoration for his services to the New Zealand Army. He died in 1991.