In Flanders Fields

This installation contains one ceramic poppy for every soldier from the UK or the Commonwealth who was killed in World War 1 and was completed for Remembrance Day in 2014.
The artist is the second from the right. The story can be found here.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place, and in the sky,
The larks, still bravely singing, fly,
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the dead; short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe!
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high!
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

--John McCrae (1872-1918), Canadian physician, poet, and soldier, from In Flanders Fields and Other Poems, 1919 (published posthumously)

Installation of Poppies from the World War 1 Museum, Kansas City