I always have admired your writing. You highlight vantage points that always shed new light on a theme.
Here we have a poem simply called 'stelai' I must admit to looking the meaning up. Interestingly there were two meanings, a navel war and a funeral war monument; usually taller than it is wide. Not unlike a tooth. :)
I can visulise such 'teeth' left to decay, forgotten, like the men and the war they died in. The fact a lone poppy of remembrance lingers, 'fluttering' defying the passage of time, clinging onto the memory that many of us have forgotten, or in my case, sadly never knew.
I will now read up on that war. Many thanks for highlighting this for me and others too.