Great till I got snagged at the end, beginning with the dashes setting off "the standing dead", and the expectation that these unfortunate two can raise and fly their flags this April morn, if they're not already doing so--"come...April," "next...April" is a more reasonable demand.
But on further reflection, the very unreasonableness of the demand may be the point. "Surrender now", says the city (or its collective snags). Why shouldn't the city demand the impossible of nature?
I retract my city-as-speaker reading in light of Maryann's post below on the definition of snag.
Last edited by Paul Connolly; 07-19-2013 at 10:48 AM.
Reason: Retraction; add quotation mark
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