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  1. April, the last full fixture of the spring:
    “Feet, Scottish, feet!” – they rucked the fear of God
    Into Blackheath…

    —“London Scottish”, by Mick Imlah (1956–2009) – born #OTD, 26 September
    published in THE LOST LEADER (Faber, 2008)

    1/5

    scottishpoetrylibrary.org.uk/p

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #warpoetry #WW1 #rugby #LondonScottish #MickImlah

  2. April, the last full fixture of the spring:
    “Feet, Scottish, feet!” – they rucked the fear of God
    Into Blackheath…

    —“London Scottish”, by Mick Imlah (1956–2009) – born #OTD, 26 September
    published in THE LOST LEADER (Faber, 2008)

    1/5

    scottishpoetrylibrary.org.uk/p

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #warpoetry #WW1 #rugby #LondonScottish #MickImlah

  3. April, the last full fixture of the spring:
    “Feet, Scottish, feet!” – they rucked the fear of God
    Into Blackheath…

    —“London Scottish”, by Mick Imlah (1956–2009) – born #OTD, 26 September
    published in THE LOST LEADER (Faber, 2008)

    1/5

    scottishpoetrylibrary.org.uk/p

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #warpoetry #WW1 #rugby #LondonScottish #MickImlah

  4. April, the last full fixture of the spring:
    “Feet, Scottish, feet!” – they rucked the fear of God
    Into Blackheath…

    —“London Scottish”, by Mick Imlah (1956–2009) – born #OTD, 26 September
    published in THE LOST LEADER (Faber, 2008)

    1/5

    scottishpoetrylibrary.org.uk/p

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #warpoetry #WW1 #rugby #LondonScottish #MickImlah

  5. April, the last full fixture of the spring:
    “Feet, Scottish, feet!” – they rucked the fear of God
    Into Blackheath…

    —“London Scottish”, by Mick Imlah (1956–2009) – born #OTD, 26 September
    published in THE LOST LEADER (Faber, 2008)

    1/5

    scottishpoetrylibrary.org.uk/p

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #warpoetry #WW1 #rugby #LondonScottish #MickImlah

  6. The bell that tolls my syllables can tell
    An underwater tale, clang how there fell
    Suddenly out of a surface shouting world
    Into dumb calm doomed children…

    —George Sutherland Fraser (1915–1980), “S.S. City of Benares”

    On 18 September, 1940, at one minute past midnight, the SS CITY OF BENARES was torpedoed in the Atlantic. Of 134 passengers, 90 were child refugees bound for Canada. Only 13 children survived.

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #WarPoetry #WW2 #refugees

  7. The bell that tolls my syllables can tell
    An underwater tale, clang how there fell
    Suddenly out of a surface shouting world
    Into dumb calm doomed children…

    —George Sutherland Fraser (1915–1980), “S.S. City of Benares”

    On 18 September, 1940, at one minute past midnight, the SS CITY OF BENARES was torpedoed in the Atlantic. Of 134 passengers, 90 were child refugees bound for Canada. Only 13 children survived.

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #WarPoetry #WW2 #refugees

  8. The bell that tolls my syllables can tell
    An underwater tale, clang how there fell
    Suddenly out of a surface shouting world
    Into dumb calm doomed children…

    —George Sutherland Fraser (1915–1980), “S.S. City of Benares”

    On 18 September, 1940, at one minute past midnight, the SS CITY OF BENARES was torpedoed in the Atlantic. Of 134 passengers, 90 were child refugees bound for Canada. Only 13 children survived.

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #WarPoetry #WW2 #refugees

  9. The bell that tolls my syllables can tell
    An underwater tale, clang how there fell
    Suddenly out of a surface shouting world
    Into dumb calm doomed children…

    —George Sutherland Fraser (1915–1980), “S.S. City of Benares”

    On 18 September, 1940, at one minute past midnight, the SS CITY OF BENARES was torpedoed in the Atlantic. Of 134 passengers, 90 were child refugees bound for Canada. Only 13 children survived.

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #WarPoetry #WW2 #refugees

  10. The bell that tolls my syllables can tell
    An underwater tale, clang how there fell
    Suddenly out of a surface shouting world
    Into dumb calm doomed children…

    —George Sutherland Fraser (1915–1980), “S.S. City of Benares”

    On 18 September, 1940, at one minute past midnight, the SS CITY OF BENARES was torpedoed in the Atlantic. Of 134 passengers, 90 were child refugees bound for Canada. Only 13 children survived.

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #WarPoetry #WW2 #refugees

  11. Now the soldier has come home.

    He has fought his way back
    To the faces of the gnome-children
    With still magic in their glances…

    —JF Hendry – “The Return”

    2/2

    asls.org.uk/publications/books

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #20thcentury #warpoem #warpoetry #WW2

  12. Now the soldier has come home.

    He has fought his way back
    To the faces of the gnome-children
    With still magic in their glances…

    —JF Hendry – “The Return”

    2/2

    asls.org.uk/publications/books

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #20thcentury #warpoem #warpoetry #WW2

  13. Now the soldier has come home.

    He has fought his way back
    To the faces of the gnome-children
    With still magic in their glances…

    —JF Hendry – “The Return”

    2/2

    asls.org.uk/publications/books

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #20thcentury #warpoem #warpoetry #WW2

  14. Now the soldier has come home.

    He has fought his way back
    To the faces of the gnome-children
    With still magic in their glances…

    —JF Hendry – “The Return”

    2/2

    asls.org.uk/publications/books

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #20thcentury #warpoem #warpoetry #WW2

  15. Now the soldier has come home.

    He has fought his way back
    To the faces of the gnome-children
    With still magic in their glances…

    —JF Hendry – “The Return”

    2/2

    asls.org.uk/publications/books

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #20thcentury #warpoem #warpoetry #WW2

  16. How we could ever have come to this pass?
    Is all we are asking…

    “Question & Answer”, by James Findlay Hendry (1912–1986) – born #OTD, 12 September

    With G.S. Fraser & Henry Treece, author, poet & translator J.F. Hendry was a contributor to the “New Apocalypse” poetic movement of the 1930s

    1/2

    asls.org.uk/publications/books

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #20thcentury #warpoem #warpoetry #WW2

  17. How we could ever have come to this pass?
    Is all we are asking…

    “Question & Answer”, by James Findlay Hendry (1912–1986) – born #OTD, 12 September

    With G.S. Fraser & Henry Treece, author, poet & translator J.F. Hendry was a contributor to the “New Apocalypse” poetic movement of the 1930s

    1/2

    asls.org.uk/publications/books

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #20thcentury #warpoem #warpoetry #WW2

  18. How we could ever have come to this pass?
    Is all we are asking…

    “Question & Answer”, by James Findlay Hendry (1912–1986) – born #OTD, 12 September

    With G.S. Fraser & Henry Treece, author, poet & translator J.F. Hendry was a contributor to the “New Apocalypse” poetic movement of the 1930s

    1/2

    asls.org.uk/publications/books

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #20thcentury #warpoem #warpoetry #WW2

  19. How we could ever have come to this pass?
    Is all we are asking…

    “Question & Answer”, by James Findlay Hendry (1912–1986) – born #OTD, 12 September

    With G.S. Fraser & Henry Treece, author, poet & translator J.F. Hendry was a contributor to the “New Apocalypse” poetic movement of the 1930s

    1/2

    asls.org.uk/publications/books

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #20thcentury #warpoem #warpoetry #WW2

  20. How we could ever have come to this pass?
    Is all we are asking…

    “Question & Answer”, by James Findlay Hendry (1912–1986) – born #OTD, 12 September

    With G.S. Fraser & Henry Treece, author, poet & translator J.F. Hendry was a contributor to the “New Apocalypse” poetic movement of the 1930s

    1/2

    asls.org.uk/publications/books

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #20thcentury #warpoem #warpoetry #WW2

  21. But gin the auld fowks’ tales are richt
    An’ ghaists come hame on Hallow nicht,
    O freend o’ freends! what wad I gie
    To feel ye rax yer hand to me
    Atween the dark an’ caun’le-licht?

    —Sheena Wellington & Karine Polwart sing Violet Jacob’s achingly sad poem “Hallowe’en”

    7/8

    youtube.com/watch?v=FisdvJmgVNY

    #Scottish #literature #Scots #Scotslanguage #19thCentury #20thcentury #WomenWriters #VioletJacob #warpoetry #ww1

  22. But gin the auld fowks’ tales are richt
    An’ ghaists come hame on Hallow nicht,
    O freend o’ freends! what wad I gie
    To feel ye rax yer hand to me
    Atween the dark an’ caun’le-licht?

    —Sheena Wellington & Karine Polwart sing Violet Jacob’s achingly sad poem “Hallowe’en”

    7/8

    youtube.com/watch?v=FisdvJmgVNY

    #Scottish #literature #Scots #Scotslanguage #19thCentury #20thcentury #WomenWriters #VioletJacob #warpoetry #ww1

  23. But gin the auld fowks’ tales are richt
    An’ ghaists come hame on Hallow nicht,
    O freend o’ freends! what wad I gie
    To feel ye rax yer hand to me
    Atween the dark an’ caun’le-licht?

    —Sheena Wellington & Karine Polwart sing Violet Jacob’s achingly sad poem “Hallowe’en”

    7/8

    youtube.com/watch?v=FisdvJmgVNY

    #Scottish #literature #Scots #Scotslanguage #19thCentury #20thcentury #WomenWriters #VioletJacob #warpoetry #ww1

  24. But gin the auld fowks’ tales are richt
    An’ ghaists come hame on Hallow nicht,
    O freend o’ freends! what wad I gie
    To feel ye rax yer hand to me
    Atween the dark an’ caun’le-licht?

    —Sheena Wellington & Karine Polwart sing Violet Jacob’s achingly sad poem “Hallowe’en”

    7/8

    youtube.com/watch?v=FisdvJmgVNY

    #Scottish #literature #Scots #Scotslanguage #19thCentury #20thcentury #WomenWriters #VioletJacob #warpoetry #ww1

  25. But gin the auld fowks’ tales are richt
    An’ ghaists come hame on Hallow nicht,
    O freend o’ freends! what wad I gie
    To feel ye rax yer hand to me
    Atween the dark an’ caun’le-licht?

    —Sheena Wellington & Karine Polwart sing Violet Jacob’s achingly sad poem “Hallowe’en”

    7/8

    youtube.com/watch?v=FisdvJmgVNY

    #Scottish #literature #Scots #Scotslanguage #19thCentury #20thcentury #WomenWriters #VioletJacob #warpoetry #ww1

  26. To Marykirk ye’ll set ye forth.
    An’ whustle as ye step alang,
    An’ aye the Grampians i’ the North
    Are glow’rin’ on ye as ye gang…

    —Violet Jacob, “The Road to Marykirk”
    published in MORE SONGS OF ANGUS & OTHERS (1918)

    6/8

    #Scottish #literature #Scots #Scotslanguage #19thCentury #20thcentury #WomenWriters #VioletJacob #warpoetry #WW1

  27. To Marykirk ye’ll set ye forth.
    An’ whustle as ye step alang,
    An’ aye the Grampians i’ the North
    Are glow’rin’ on ye as ye gang…

    —Violet Jacob, “The Road to Marykirk”
    published in MORE SONGS OF ANGUS & OTHERS (1918)

    6/8

    #Scottish #literature #Scots #Scotslanguage #19thCentury #20thcentury #WomenWriters #VioletJacob #warpoetry #WW1

  28. To Marykirk ye’ll set ye forth.
    An’ whustle as ye step alang,
    An’ aye the Grampians i’ the North
    Are glow’rin’ on ye as ye gang…

    —Violet Jacob, “The Road to Marykirk”
    published in MORE SONGS OF ANGUS & OTHERS (1918)

    6/8

    #Scottish #literature #Scots #Scotslanguage #19thCentury #20thcentury #WomenWriters #VioletJacob #warpoetry #WW1

  29. To Marykirk ye’ll set ye forth.
    An’ whustle as ye step alang,
    An’ aye the Grampians i’ the North
    Are glow’rin’ on ye as ye gang…

    —Violet Jacob, “The Road to Marykirk”
    published in MORE SONGS OF ANGUS & OTHERS (1918)

    6/8

    #Scottish #literature #Scots #Scotslanguage #19thCentury #20thcentury #WomenWriters #VioletJacob #warpoetry #WW1

  30. To Marykirk ye’ll set ye forth.
    An’ whustle as ye step alang,
    An’ aye the Grampians i’ the North
    Are glow’rin’ on ye as ye gang…

    —Violet Jacob, “The Road to Marykirk”
    published in MORE SONGS OF ANGUS & OTHERS (1918)

    6/8

    #Scottish #literature #Scots #Scotslanguage #19thCentury #20thcentury #WomenWriters #VioletJacob #warpoetry #WW1

  31. Harry – Violet Jacob’s only child – died aged just twenty from wounds received at the Battle of the Somme, on 16 July 1916. Jacob’s war poems are some of the most poignant & affecting works from the Home Front.

    “To A.H.J.”, from MORE SONGS OF ANGUS & OTHERS (1918)

    5/8

    #Scottish #literature #warpoetry #WW1 #19thCentury #20thcentury #WomenWriters #VioletJacob

  32. Harry – Violet Jacob’s only child – died aged just twenty from wounds received at the Battle of the Somme, on 16 July 1916. Jacob’s war poems are some of the most poignant & affecting works from the Home Front.

    “To A.H.J.”, from MORE SONGS OF ANGUS & OTHERS (1918)

    5/8

    #Scottish #literature #warpoetry #WW1 #19thCentury #20thcentury #WomenWriters #VioletJacob

  33. Harry – Violet Jacob’s only child – died aged just twenty from wounds received at the Battle of the Somme, on 16 July 1916. Jacob’s war poems are some of the most poignant & affecting works from the Home Front.

    “To A.H.J.”, from MORE SONGS OF ANGUS & OTHERS (1918)

    5/8

    #Scottish #literature #warpoetry #WW1 #19thCentury #20thcentury #WomenWriters #VioletJacob

  34. Harry – Violet Jacob’s only child – died aged just twenty from wounds received at the Battle of the Somme, on 16 July 1916. Jacob’s war poems are some of the most poignant & affecting works from the Home Front.

    “To A.H.J.”, from MORE SONGS OF ANGUS & OTHERS (1918)

    5/8

    #Scottish #literature #warpoetry #WW1 #19thCentury #20thcentury #WomenWriters #VioletJacob

  35. Harry – Violet Jacob’s only child – died aged just twenty from wounds received at the Battle of the Somme, on 16 July 1916. Jacob’s war poems are some of the most poignant & affecting works from the Home Front.

    “To A.H.J.”, from MORE SONGS OF ANGUS & OTHERS (1918)

    5/8

    #Scottish #literature #warpoetry #WW1 #19thCentury #20thcentury #WomenWriters #VioletJacob

  36. But Davie’s deid!
    Nae mair gude nor ill can betide him.
    We happit him doun by Beaumont toun,
    And the half o’ my hert’s in the mools aside him.

    “Home Thoughts from Abroad”—one of John Buchan’s First World War poems in Scots

    6/9

    asls.org.uk/publications/books

    #Scottish #literature #JohnBuchan #20thcentury #poem #poetry #warpoem #warpoetry #ww1 #Scots #ScotsLanguage

  37. But Davie’s deid!
    Nae mair gude nor ill can betide him.
    We happit him doun by Beaumont toun,
    And the half o’ my hert’s in the mools aside him.

    “Home Thoughts from Abroad”—one of John Buchan’s First World War poems in Scots

    6/9

    asls.org.uk/publications/books

    #Scottish #literature #JohnBuchan #20thcentury #poem #poetry #warpoem #warpoetry #ww1 #Scots #ScotsLanguage

  38. But Davie’s deid!
    Nae mair gude nor ill can betide him.
    We happit him doun by Beaumont toun,
    And the half o’ my hert’s in the mools aside him.

    “Home Thoughts from Abroad”—one of John Buchan’s First World War poems in Scots

    6/9

    asls.org.uk/publications/books

    #Scottish #literature #JohnBuchan #20thcentury #poem #poetry #warpoem #warpoetry #ww1 #Scots #ScotsLanguage

  39. But Davie’s deid!
    Nae mair gude nor ill can betide him.
    We happit him doun by Beaumont toun,
    And the half o’ my hert’s in the mools aside him.

    “Home Thoughts from Abroad”—one of John Buchan’s First World War poems in Scots

    6/9

    asls.org.uk/publications/books

    #Scottish #literature #JohnBuchan #20thcentury #poem #poetry #warpoem #warpoetry #ww1 #Scots #ScotsLanguage

  40. But Davie’s deid!
    Nae mair gude nor ill can betide him.
    We happit him doun by Beaumont toun,
    And the half o’ my hert’s in the mools aside him.

    “Home Thoughts from Abroad”—one of John Buchan’s First World War poems in Scots

    6/9

    asls.org.uk/publications/books

    #Scottish #literature #JohnBuchan #20thcentury #poem #poetry #warpoem #warpoetry #ww1 #Scots #ScotsLanguage

  41. Like an unnourished rose I see you now, and yours the
    Pallor of that city of soot and pigeons…

    —George Sutherland Fraser, “A Winter Letter (To my sister in London, from Asmara)”
    published in From the Line: Scottish War Poetry 1914–1945 (ASL, 2014)

    Today, 2 August, is Sisters Day

    asls.org.uk/publications/books

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #sisters #SistersDay #WarPoem #WarPoetry #WW2

  42. Like an unnourished rose I see you now, and yours the
    Pallor of that city of soot and pigeons…

    —George Sutherland Fraser, “A Winter Letter (To my sister in London, from Asmara)”
    published in From the Line: Scottish War Poetry 1914–1945 (ASL, 2014)

    Today, 2 August, is Sisters Day

    asls.org.uk/publications/books

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #sisters #SistersDay #WarPoem #WarPoetry #WW2

  43. Like an unnourished rose I see you now, and yours the
    Pallor of that city of soot and pigeons…

    —George Sutherland Fraser, “A Winter Letter (To my sister in London, from Asmara)”
    published in From the Line: Scottish War Poetry 1914–1945 (ASL, 2014)

    Today, 2 August, is Sisters Day

    asls.org.uk/publications/books

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #sisters #SistersDay #WarPoem #WarPoetry #WW2

  44. Like an unnourished rose I see you now, and yours the
    Pallor of that city of soot and pigeons…

    —George Sutherland Fraser, “A Winter Letter (To my sister in London, from Asmara)”
    published in From the Line: Scottish War Poetry 1914–1945 (ASL, 2014)

    Today, 2 August, is Sisters Day

    asls.org.uk/publications/books

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #sisters #SistersDay #WarPoem #WarPoetry #WW2

  45. Like an unnourished rose I see you now, and yours the
    Pallor of that city of soot and pigeons…

    —George Sutherland Fraser, “A Winter Letter (To my sister in London, from Asmara)”
    published in From the Line: Scottish War Poetry 1914–1945 (ASL, 2014)

    Today, 2 August, is Sisters Day

    asls.org.uk/publications/books

    #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #sisters #SistersDay #WarPoem #WarPoetry #WW2

  46. Hugh Roberts (Uni Exeter) introduces translations of moving poetry by Ukrainian soldiers in a conversation with Adelie Pojzman-Pontay on _Ukraine the Latest_. It starts at 12:30 in today's episode. youtu.be/7AXCoKZkXMI 🇺🇦

    #WarPoetry #RussoUkrainianWar #StandWithUkraine

  47. Hugh Roberts (Uni Exeter) introduces translations of moving poetry by Ukrainian soldiers in a conversation with Adelie Pojzman-Pontay on _Ukraine the Latest_. It starts at 12:30 in today's episode. youtu.be/7AXCoKZkXMI 🇺🇦

    #WarPoetry #RussoUkrainianWar #StandWithUkraine

  48. Hugh Roberts (Uni Exeter) introduces translations of moving poetry by Ukrainian soldiers in a conversation with Adelie Pojzman-Pontay on _Ukraine the Latest_. It starts at 12:30 in today's episode. youtu.be/7AXCoKZkXMI 🇺🇦

    #WarPoetry #RussoUkrainianWar #StandWithUkraine

  49. Hugh Roberts (Uni Exeter) introduces translations of moving poetry by Ukrainian soldiers in a conversation with Adelie Pojzman-Pontay on _Ukraine the Latest_. It starts at 12:30 in today's episode. youtu.be/7AXCoKZkXMI 🇺🇦

    #WarPoetry #RussoUkrainianWar #StandWithUkraine

  50. “An Eala Bhan” (“The White Swan”) has been performed by a huge number of Gaelic artists from Julie Fowlis to Capercallie & Linda Macleod who grew up in the same part of North Uist as Dòmhnall Ruadh Chorùna. She speaks here to Cathy McDonald about the significance of the song and the man behind it

    bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/p03z41p3

    #Scottish #literature #Gaidhlig #Gaelic #poem #warpoetry #Somme #WW1

  51. “An Eala Bhan” (“The White Swan”) has been performed by a huge number of Gaelic artists from Julie Fowlis to Capercallie & Linda Macleod who grew up in the same part of North Uist as Dòmhnall Ruadh Chorùna. She speaks here to Cathy McDonald about the significance of the song and the man behind it

    bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/p03z41p3

    #Scottish #literature #Gaidhlig #Gaelic #poem #warpoetry #Somme #WW1

  52. “An Eala Bhan” (“The White Swan”) has been performed by a huge number of Gaelic artists from Julie Fowlis to Capercallie & Linda Macleod who grew up in the same part of North Uist as Dòmhnall Ruadh Chorùna. She speaks here to Cathy McDonald about the significance of the song and the man behind it

    bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/p03z41p3

    #Scottish #literature #Gaidhlig #Gaelic #poem #warpoetry #Somme #WW1

  53. “An Eala Bhan” (“The White Swan”) has been performed by a huge number of Gaelic artists from Julie Fowlis to Capercallie & Linda Macleod who grew up in the same part of North Uist as Dòmhnall Ruadh Chorùna. She speaks here to Cathy McDonald about the significance of the song and the man behind it

    bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/p03z41p3

    #Scottish #literature #Gaidhlig #Gaelic #poem #warpoetry #Somme #WW1

  54. “An Eala Bhan” (“The White Swan”) has been performed by a huge number of Gaelic artists from Julie Fowlis to Capercallie & Linda Macleod who grew up in the same part of North Uist as Dòmhnall Ruadh Chorùna. She speaks here to Cathy McDonald about the significance of the song and the man behind it

    bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/p03z41p3

    #Scottish #literature #Gaidhlig #Gaelic #poem #warpoetry #Somme #WW1

  55. Gur duilich leam mar tha mi
    ’S mo chridhe ’n sàs aig bròn
    Bhon an uair a dh’fhàg mi
    Beanntan ard a’ cheò
    Gleanntannan a’ mhànrain
    Nan loch, nam bàgh ‘s nan sròm
    ’S an eala bhàn tha tàmh orra
    Gach là air ’m bheil mi ’n tòir…

    —Dòmhnall Ruadh Chorùna, “An Eala Ban”

    The First Battle of the Somme began #OTD, 1 July, 1916. Dòmhnall Ruadh Chorùna / Donald MacDonald composed “An Eala Bhan” (“The White Swan”) during the battle.

    #Scottish #literature #Gaidhlig #Gaelic #poem #warpoetry #Somme #WW1