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A Child’s World: Sloane Crosley on the Short Fiction of Katherine Mansfield

“Even in Mansfield stories where children are not centered or present, this is their world. Her adults never quite grow up, only older.”

https://lithub.com/a-childs-world-sloane-crosley-on-the-short-fiction-of-katherine-mansfield/?utm_source=Klaviyo&utm_medium=campaign&utm_id=01KTKT42JDHAGHE6SSKQW895RX&_kx=3MZUehzXM-41qlWAMPUiuNZadX2p0SByuNf_t0eMLB0.U5D8ER

Mansfield at PG:

https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/author/631

#books #literature

A photograph of Katherine Mansfield from 1912 which shows her from the waist up. She is looking directly into the camera. She has dark, chin-length hair styled in a bob with short bangs across her forehead. She is wearing a dark jacket or vest over a light-colored blouse with a large, pointed collar. A small, crumpled white cloth or handkerchief peeks out of her breast pocket. A thin, simple chain necklace is around her neck.

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Woodrow Wilson’s Legacy Is Loaded With Good and Bad, but His Work to Even the Economic Playing Field Is Often Overlooked

He won the Nobel Peace Prize for his efforts in ending WWI and strove to improve the plight of American workers. Today, his blind spots shroud most of his accomplishments

by Richard Norton Smith

https://www.smithsonianmag.com/history/woodrow-wilson-legacy-loaded-good-bad-work-even-economic-playing-field-often-overlooked-180988853/?utm_source=smithsoniandaily&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=editorial&lctg=93133550&user_id=19f2988141aeef1ce3da2871b25613801e24297faaf654001575521d8c39910f

Books by Woodrow Wilson at PG:
https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/author/1689

#books #Literature

Wilson as New Jersey governor in 1911.

A formal portrait as Governor of New Jersey, seated at his desk holding papers, before a wall of law books.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Woodrow_Wilson#/media/File:Woodrow_Wilson,_New_Jersey_Governor_-_1911.jpg

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89d

“A Jacobite By Name?”: Jacobitism in the Life & Work of Robert Burns
5 July, Ellisland – £4

Patrick Jamieson explores how ideas of identity, naming & political memory shaped Burns’s engagement with Jacobitism throughout his life & writing

https://www.eventbrite.co.uk/e/a-jacobite-by-name-jacobitism-in-the-life-and-work-of-robert-burns-tickets-1990504417295

#Scottish #literature #RobertBurns #18thcentury #Jacobites #romanticism #poetry

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Publishing Scotland Presents: Graeme Macrae Burnet
21 Aug, Waterstones, Oban. £3/£5/£12 with book

Hosted by Breege Smyth, Graeme Macrae Burnet will be reading from his new novella BENBECULA, & discussing it in the context of his other work. Followed by a Q&A

https://www.waterstones.com/events/publishing-scotland-presents-graeme-macrae-burnet/oban

#Scottish #literature #crimefiction #truecrime #Hebrides #Oban

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34d

Science, religion, and political omens: the meaning of eclipses in ancient Rome

by Javier Andreu Pintado

Romans could predict eclipses, but still interpreted them as signs from the gods.

https://theconversation.com/science-religion-and-political-omens-the-meaning-of-eclipses-in-ancient-rome-288125?utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=The%20EUs%20migration%20debate%20%20Europes%20sunset%20eclipse%20is%20coming%20-%203896539712&utm_content=The%20EUs%20migration%20debate%20%20Europes%20sunset%20eclipse%20is%20coming%20-%203896539712+CID_952c1740fd71fa6eba3b277d08276330&utm_source=campaign_monitor_europe

Books about eclipses (next eclipse will take place on August 12) at PG:
https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/subjects/search/?query=eclipses

#books #literature #astronomy #history

Two philosophers watching an eclipse, etching by Pierre Brébiette.

It is showing two robed, bearded figures gesturing dramatically toward the sky where a solar eclipse is depicted, with an armillary sphere at their feet and classical architecture in the background. The Latin inscription reads "Aut Deus naturae patitur, aut mundi machina dissoluetur" ("Either God suffers in nature, or the machine of the world will be dissolved").

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“The Muirs gave Kafka a distinctive voice in English for half a century: fluent, formal, enigmatic and mesmeric” – but a new, award-winning study of Kafka’s translators has almost completely erased their work from literary history, writes Boyd Tonkin

https://engelsbergideas.com/reviews/the-forgotten-scots-who-gave-kafka-his-voice/

#Scottish #literature #20thcentury #translation #translators #Kafka

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Currently on BBC Sounds: Douglas Stuart speaks to Take Four Books about his latest novel, JOHN OF JOHN, and, together with presenter James Crawford, they explore its connections to three other works of fiction.

https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/m002xnt0

#Scottish #literature #novel #DouglasStuart

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69d

The best books on United States
recommended by Don Watson

As the United States celebrates the 250th anniversary of its Declaration of Independence, we asked historian Don Watson, author of the excellent The Shortest History of the United States, to suggest books to read to learn more about the country.

https://fivebooks.com/best-books/united-states-don-watson/

At PG:

https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/76

https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/69730

https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/2815

#books #literature

The original 1885 cloth book cover of the first American edition of Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain. The background is dark sage green or teal textile-textured surface bordered by a thin black framing line. A vertical rectangular window on the left side shows an original line drawing by E. W. Kemble. The drawing is a full-body portrait of a young Huckleberry Finn standing with his hands in his pockets, wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat, a buttoned jacket, trousers, and boots against a wooden fence backdrop. In the title the letter "H" in Huckleberry and "F" in Finn are drawn to look like rustic wooden fence posts tied with rope or wire.

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69d

Nine ways of looking at rain

Beyond the clichés, rain has inspired a rich thread of Scottish culture. From myth and science to film, fashion, and fiction, Sarah Mackay, Curator at the National Library of Scotland, explores how drizzle has soaked into the nation’s imagination in nine objects. The NLS exhibition ‘Rain’ runs until April 2027 and is free to visit.

https://www.nls.uk/collections/stories/life-in-the-library/nine-ways-of-looking-at-rain/

#Scottish #literature #culture #exhibition #rain

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The Odyssey is about sons questing for their fathers.

by Henry Oliver (from the archives)

Ahead of the new movie, I am reposting this essay about the Odyssey as a son’s quest for his father, which I wrote when the recent Mendelsohn translation was released last year.

https://www.commonreader.co.uk/p/the-odyssey-is-about-sons-questing

The Odyssey by Homer at PG:
https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/1727

#books #literature

15th-century manuscript of Book I written by scribe John Rhosos (British Museum)

A manuscript page opening Homer's "Odyssey" in Greek, featuring an illuminated initial "A" (for "Ἄνδρα," the poem's first word) decorated with gold leaf, blue and red flowers, green leaves, and a small human face motif. The Greek text is written in a cursive hand, with red annotations (scholia) in the margins.

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#WritingPrompt: #Vox ✍️

"He's waking."
"I wonder if he can hear us..."

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I remember the day I started hearing the voices of those I call 'Watchers'—like sports commentators—in my head.

First, I thought it was a prank. Hahaha...it's not funny.

They could describe everything I was seeing, doing and thinking.

"They can read my thoughts!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

"What am I gonna do?"

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👇 Your turn. Complete the story...

#literature #WritersWorkshop #writing #WritingPromptFriday

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Mollie Hunter (1922–2012) was born #OTD, 30 June. Although she produced work for all ages she is best remembered as a writer of fantasy & historical fiction for children & YAs. She received numerous awards including the New York Times Outstanding Books of the Year Award, the Boston Globe Horn Book Award & the Carnegie Medal.

@bookstodon

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https://discoverkelpies.co.uk/kelpies-author/mollie-hunter/

#Scottish #literature #ChildrensLiterature #kidlit #YA #fantasy #historicalfiction #folklore

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60d

Heard ye o’ the tree o’ France,
I watna what’s the name o’t;
Around it a’ the patriots dance,
Weel Europe kens the fame o’t…

—“The Tree of Liberty”, attributed to Robert Burns (disputed). First printed in Chambers’ THE POETICAL WORKS OF ROBERT BURNS (1838)

A poem for 🇫🇷 Bastille Day!

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#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #RobertBurns #BastilleDay #quatorzejuillet #18thcentury #19thcentury

The Tree of Liberty
attributed to Robert Burns

Heard ye o’ the tree o’ France,
I watna what’s the name o’t;
Around it a’ the patriots dance,
Weel Europe kens the fame o’t.
It stands where ance the Bastile stood,
A prison built by kings, man,
When Superstition’s hellish brood
Kept France in leading-strings, man.

Upo’ this tree there grows sic fruit,
Its virtues a’ can tell, man;
It raises man aboon the brute,
It mak’s him ken himsel, man.
Gif ance the peasant taste a bit,
He ’s greater than a lord, man,
An’ wi’ the beggar shares a mite
O’ a’ he can afford, man.

This fruit is worth a’ Afric’s wealth:
To comfort us ’twas sent, man:
To gie the sweetest blush o’ health,
An’ mak us a’ content, man.
It clears the een, it cheers the heart,
Maks high and low gude friends, man;
And he wha acts the traitor’s part,
It to perdition sends, man.

My blessings aye attend the chiel
Wha pitied Gallia’s slaves, man,
And staw a branch, spite o’ the deil,
Frae yont the western waves, man.
Fair Virtue water’d it wi’ care,
And now she sees wi’ pride, man,
How weel it buds and blossoms there,
Its branches spreading wide, man.

But vicious folk aye hate to see
The works o’ Virtue thrive, man;
The courtly vermin’s bann’d the tree,
And grat to see it thrive, man;
King Loui’ thought to cut it down,
When it was unco sma’, man;
For this the watchman crack’d his crown,
Cut aff his head and a’, man.

A wicked crew syne, on a time,
Did tak a solemn aith, man,
It ne’er should flourish to its prime,
I wat they pledged their faith, man.
Awa’ they gaed wi’ mock parade,
Like beagles hunting game, man,
But soon grew weary o’ the trade
And wished they’d been at hame, man.

For Freedom, standing by the tree,
Her sons did loudly ca’, man.
She sang a sang o’ liberty,
Which pleased them ane and a’, man.

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By her inspired, the new-born race
Soon drew the avenging steel, man;
The hirelings ran—her foes gied chase,
And banged the despot weel, man.

Let Britain boast her hardy oak,
Her poplar and her pine, man,
Auld Britain ance could crack her joke,
And o’er her neighbours shine, man.
But seek the forest round and round,
And soon ’twill be agreed, man,
That sic a tree can not be found,
’Twixt London and the Tweed, man.

Without this tree, alake this life
Is but a vale o’ woe, man;
A scene o’ sorrow mixed wi’ strife,
Nae real joys we know, man.
We labour soon, we labour late,
To feed the titled knave, man;
And a’ the comfort we ’re to get,
Is that ayont the grave, man.

Wi’ plenty o’ sic trees, I trow,
The warld would live in peace, man;
The sword would help to mak a plough,
The din o’ war wad cease, man.
Like brethren in a common cause,
We’d on each other smile, man;
And equal rights and equal laws
Wad gladden every isle, man.

Wae worth the loon wha wadna eat
Sic halesome dainty cheer, man;
I’d gie the shoon frae aff my feet,
To taste sic fruit, I swear, man.
Syne let us pray, auld England may
Sure plant this far-famed tree, man;
And blythe we’ll sing, and hail the day
That gives us liberty, man.

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“Scots poets might have a few lessons to teach the French”

In “Towards a Post-Colonial Alliance?”, Paul Malgrati offers some perspectives on Franco-Scots poetry translation, exploring questions of voice, place, & power

🇫🇷🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿

https://www.thebottleimp.org.uk/2019/12/towards-a-post-colonial-alliance-some-perspectives-on-franco-scots-poetry-translation/

#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #Scots #Scotslanguage #language #translation #French #BastilleDay #quatorzejuillet

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Cinquevalli in sepia
looks at me from an old postcard: bundle of enigmas.
Half faun, half military man…

—Edwin Morgan, “Cinquevalli”
published in COLLECTED POEMS (Carcanet, 1990)

Paul Cinquevalli (1859–1918) died #OTD, 14 July

https://www.carcanet.co.uk/9781857541885/collected-poems/

#Scottish #literature #EdwinMorgan #poem #poetry #19thcentury #Victorian #Edwardian #circus #juggling #Cinquevalli

Paul Cinquevalli, by London Stereoscopic & Photographic Company, published by Rotary Photographic Co Ltd. Bromide postcard print, circa 1912. National Portrait Gallery.

A sepia photograph of Paul Cinquevalli (1859–1918). He has short, curly hair and a thick moustache, and is wearing an elaborate acrobat's leotard covered in tassels, braid, and frogging. He has a thick neck and stands half-facing us, his head turned to look directly at the camera. His left arm is cocked on his hip; his left elbow rests against a cannonball which sits on top of a stone plinth beside him.

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Cinquevalli
Edwin Morgan

Cinquevalli is falling, falling.
The shining trapeze kicks and flirts free,
solo performer at last.
The sawdust puffs up with a thump,
settles on a tangle of broken limbs.
St Petersburg screams and leans.
His pulse flickers with the gas-jets. He lives.

Cinquevalli has a therapy.
In his hospital bed, in his hospital chair
he holds a ball, lightly, lets it roll round his hand,
or grips it tight, gauging its weight and resistance,
begins to balance it, to feel its life attached to his
by will and knowledge, invisible strings
that only he can see. He throws it
from hand to hand, always different,
always the same, always
different, always the
same.
His muscles learn to think, his arms grow very strong.

Cinquevalli in sepia
looks at me from an old postcard: bundle of enigmas.
Half faun, half military man; almond eyes, curly hair,
conventional moustache; tights, and a tunic loaded
with embroideries, tassels, chains, fringes; hand on hip
with a large signet-ring winking at the camera
but a bull neck and shoulders and a cannon-ball
at his elbow as he stands by the posing pedestal;
half reluctant, half truculent,
half handsome, half absurd,
but let me see you forget him: not to be done.

Cinquevalli is a juggler.
In a thousand theatres, in every continent,
he is the best, the greatest. After eight years perfecting
he can balance one billiard ball on another billiard ball
on top of a cue on top of a third billiard ball
in a wine glass held in his mouth. To those
who say the balls are waxed, or flattened,
he patiently explains the trick will only work
because the spheres are absolutely true.
There is no deception in him. He is true.

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Cinquevalli is juggling with a bowler,
a walking-stick, a cigar, a coin.
Who foresees? How to please.
The last time round, the bowler
flies to his head, the stick sticks in his hand,
the cigar jumps into his mouth, the coin
lands on his foot—ah, but
is kicked into his eye
and held there as the miraculous monocle
without which the portrait would be incomplete.

Cinquevalli is practising.
He sits in his dressing-room talking to some friends,
at the same time writing a letter with one hand
and with the other juggling four balls.
His friends think of demons, but
‘You could do all this,’ he says,
sealing the letter with a billiard ball.

Cinquevalli is on the high wire in Odessa.
The roof cracks, he is falling, falling
into the audience, a woman breaks his fall,
he cracks her like a flea, but lives.

Cinquevalli broods in his armchair in Brixton Road.
He reads in the paper about the shells whining
at Passchendaele, imagines the mud and the dead.
He goes to the window and wonders through that dark evening
what is happening in Poland where he was born.
His neighbours call him a German spy.
‘Kestner, Paul Kestner, that’s his name!’
‘Keep Kestner out of the British music-hall!’
He frowns; it is cold; his fingers seem stiff and old.

Cinquevalli tosses a plate of soup
and twirls it on his forefinger; not a drop spills.
He laughs, and well may he laugh
who can do that. The astonished table
breathe again, laugh too, think the world
a spinning thing that spills, for a moment, no drop.

Cinquevalli’s coffin sways through Brixton
only a few months before the Armistice.
Like some trick they cannot get off the ground
it seems to burden the shuffling bearers, all their arms
cross-juggle that displaced person, that man
of balance, of strength, of delights and marvels,
in his unsteady box at last into the earth.

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Ivy Compton-Burnett’s forgotten genius

by Nigel Andrew

The unique novels of Ivy Compton-Burnett have slipped out of the canon, but this true one-off deserves a place alongside contemporaries such as Evelyn Waugh.

https://engelsbergideas.com/notebook/ivy-compton-burnetts-forgotten-genius/

About Ivy Compton-Burnett:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ivy_Compton-Burnett

#books #literature #literaryCriticism

Ivy Compton-Burnett.

A black-and-white portrait photograph of a young woman with short, straight hair cut in a blunt fringe, wearing drop earrings and a dark top.

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#OTD in 1893 Guy de Maupassant died. He "was a 19th-century French author, celebrated as a master of the short story and associated with the naturalist literary school of thought, depicting human lives, destinies, and social forces in disillusioned and often pessimistic terms."

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guy_de_Maupassant

Books by de Maupassant at PG:

https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/author/306

#books #literature

The image shows Guy de Maupassant from the chest up. He has fair skin, short wavy brown hair, a large mustache, and a small soul patch below his lower lip. He looks to the right side of the frame and wears a dark patterned suit jacket, a white-collared shirt, and a wide dotted tie.

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Rǫgnvaldr Kali Kolsson (c. 1100–1158), Earl of Orkney, died #OTD, 20 August.

Rǫgnvaldr was a skilled poet (& after his death – slightly surprisingly – canonised as St Ronald of Orkney – f.d. 20 August). Ian Crockatt has translated many of his poems; this one is from CRIMSONING THE EAGLE’S CLAW: The Viking Poems of Rǫgnvaldr Kali Kolsson (Arc Publications, 2014)

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https://www.arcpublications.co.uk/books/rognvaldr-kali-kolsson-crimsoning-the-eagles-claw-the-viking-poems-of-rgnvaldr-kali-kolsson-earl-of-orkney-518

#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #Orkney #medieval #Viking #Norse

He laments his wife’s illness, seeks comfort in shaping words

Akr verðk opt fyr sjúkri
eyfitja þó sitja
– rjð es mér in mæra
menbrik – Njǫrun síka;
heiðis fylgjask hauðri
(hauk tínik svá) mínu,
(setrs leitandi sútar
slœgr á hverju dœgri).

I brood at her bedside
– I've brought lace, necklaces,
bone combs – who lies, limbs and
lips feverish – wishing
back our glad hours hawking
low-sled water-meadows.
I shape grave words – heart-deep,
honed, brief – to imprison grief.

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Writing As Spiritual Practice: Inside the World of Medieval Scribes

Joel Halldorf on the Monks Who Helped Preserve Generations of Cultural Heritage

https://lithub.com/writing-as-spiritual-practice-inside-the-world-of-medieval-scribes/

A student's history of education at PG:
https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/60113

#books #literature #old_Manuscripts

Fig. 7.—A monk in the scriptorium.

A woodcut illustration of a medieval monk or scholar seated at a writing desk, wearing robes and a tall cap, surrounded by open books on stands and shelves, carefully writing or copying a manuscript.

Title: A student's history of education

Author: Frank Pierrepont Graves

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Children’s books about Black people’s everyday, joyful lives are sometimes banned – but they help all kids explore what it means to be human

by Wintre Foxworth Johnson, Brooke Harris Garad, Jennifer D. Turner, Tiffany D. Meadows

https://theconversation.com/childrens-books-about-black-peoples-everyday-joyful-lives-are-sometimes-banned-but-they-help-all-kids-explore-what-it-means-to-be-human-283944

Books in Children´s Literature at PG:
https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/bookshelf/20

#books #literature

“SHE SAW A WHOLE TROOP OF SPRIGGANS HOLDING AN ELFIN FAIR”

Title: The Book of Elves and Fairies for Story-Telling and Reading Aloud and for the Children's Own Reading

Author: Frances Jenkins Olcott

Illustrator: Milo Winter

A fairy-tale illustration by Milo Winter showing a tall witch-like old woman in a black top hat, plaid shawl, and red cloak with a basket on her arm, bending down to greet a group of tiny, elegantly dressed courtly figures gathered around a ribboned maypole amid tulips and toadstools.

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I can see da rüfs aa taekit, an da hens aroond da door;
Fok kerryin twartree paets hame, an rigs delled every voar.
Aa da lums ir reekin, an I hear da happy soonds
O peerie bairns skirlin, as dey play dem ower da toons…

—“Da Clearance”, by Rhoda Bulter (1929–94), born #OTD, 15 July

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Listen to Rhoda Bulter reading “Da Clearance” here:

https://www.shetlanddialect.org.uk/da-clearance

#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #Shetland #Shetlandic #Scots #Scotslanguage

Da Clearance
Rhoda Bulter

I can see da rüfs aa taekit, an da hens aroond da door;
Fok kerryin twartree paets hame, an rigs delled every voar.
Aa da lums ir reekin, an I hear da happy soonds
O peerie bairns skirlin, as dey play dem ower da toons.

I see eens sittin roond da fire, an twartree mair oot by;
Sookin infants at da breest, an weemen gjaan ta cry.
Da tochtfil, tried faces o dem at’s lived ower lang;
Fractious bairns feytin sleep, an sensin somethin wrang.

I hear a lood, lood knockin, an da crump o monny feet;
Men's voices raised in anger, an da bairns start to greet.
I see da fok aa girded oot afore da laandloard’s men;
An aa da bits a things dey hed, fired ower da briggy-stane.

I see da bare waas staandin, an aa da laand lie green;
Lang syne da fire wis slokkit, an monny a year is geen.
Noo dey aa hae equal portions o aert ta tak dir sleep.
Tell me, wis it wirt it aa for twartree extry sheep?

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This Week in Literary History: Ernest Hemingway is Wounded on the Italian Front

“When you go to war as a boy you have a great illusion of immortality. Other people get killed; not you.”

https://lithub.com/this-week-in-literary-history-ernest-hemingway-is-wounded-on-the-italian-front/

Hemingway at PG:

https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/author/50533

#books #literature

This is a photo of Ernest Hemingway from 1916, showing him from the waist up. He wears a dark suit jacket, a white shirt with a collar, and a tie. His short dark hair is neatly combed, and he looks serious.

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“Annie S. Swan both requires revaluation through her own biography & calls into question easy valorisations of ‘danger’ as expressed in terms of explicit challenge & radicalism. The extent of her appeal & influence demands a more nuanced analysis of the politics of emotion & the gendering of reader response”

—Prof Glenda Norquay on Annie S. Swan (1859–1943) – born #OTD, 8 July

@litstudies

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https://dangerouswomenproject.org/2016/09/08/annie-shepherd-swan/

#Scottish #literature #19thcentury #20thcentury #romance #womenwriters

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“I was born in 1962. There’s been an environmental crisis for as long as I’ve lived. To step outside that constant culpability was one of the many delights of RING OF BRIGHT WATER”

—Kathleen Jamie in the London Review of Books on Gavin Maxwell (1914–1969) – born #OTD, 15 July

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https://www.lrb.co.uk/the-paper/v33/n14/kathleen-jamie/diary

#Scottish #literature #20thcentury #GavinMaxwell #naturewriting #otter #RingofBrightWater

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Edinburgh Poetry Tours
Various dates in August, Edinburgh. Pay-what-you-can tickets, from £4.50

Poet Ken Cockburn presents, on & around the Royal Mile, an Edinburgh alive with literature. If you’re new to Edinburgh you’ll see some key sights, & if you know the city you’ll experience it afresh by slowing down & listening to the words of poets writing across the centuries.

https://www.edfringe.com/tickets/whats-on/embro

#Scottish #literature #poetry #Edinburgh

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