Valentine Williams,
With our army in Flanders
(1915)
“ The aeroplane stood out, almost motionless as it seemed to me, over the German lines, while with a “pom-pom-pom!” the German anti-aircraft guns ringed it round in puffs of white smoke. Like the hawk that continued to hover over the valley, it was watching—watching. Like the hawk’s, its searching glance plunged down into the animate life far below, the life that pursues its normal round unperturbed because it knows it cannot escape from the eyes in the sky. [Pg 320] The aeroplanes are the eyes of the army. They alone have made possible the war of positions. ”
