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Guilty #internationalwomensday #amwriting
Guilty Feel guilty for Lent Feel guilty for the war Pack your bags, have a tab And get drowned in it all. Feel guilty for sunrise Feel guilty for cloud You’re a mother, like no other Don’t be quiet, … Continue reading
A picture of Dora, my great grandma, with two children. And confirmation great grandad was a Seaforth Highlander – and a tunneller
So here we have a picture of Dora, with the two girls she had before the war. Her husband, Joseph, died at the age of 42 of lung cancer and rheumatoid arthritis leaving his wife and eight children in Clay … Continue reading
Remember – another poem written at a workshop about #WW1 #amwriting
I’m trying to forget the fear, the mud, the stench of bodies Blown away from themselves. The barbed wire scratching at my soul. Shuffling towards death, one by one in dirty uniforms Those hollowed out eyes reflecting back from … Continue reading
Remember… A poem about Dora written in Clay Cross #WW1 #LestWeForget
This was written in a workshop with Emma Pass at Clay Cross – our last session. It had been brewing for a while, though I’m not sure I yet have all my facts. ‘Remember’ was our warm-up word and we … Continue reading
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The sayings of Dora, my great nan, widow of a #Seaforthhighlander #wewillrememberthem wonder if any of these come from the trenches #WW1
This a quick post, as I need to get ready for the Remembrance Day parade in Codnor, where we remember the first soldier in the village to die in WW1. You can find out more about the soldiers that died in … Continue reading
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