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#OTD in 1901.

The first Nobel Prize in Literature is awarded, to French poet Sully Prudhomme.

He devoted the bulk of the money he received to the creation of a poetry prize awarded by the Société des gens de lettres. He also founded, in 1902, the Société des poètes français with Jose-Maria de Heredia and Leon Dierx.

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

Books by Sully Prudhomme at PG:
https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/author/7695

#books #literature #poetry

Sully-Prudhomme, René François Armand Prudhomme, known as (1839 - 1907), french writer.

In such portraits, he wears a suit with a high-collared shirt and tie, consistent with the fashion of the late 1800s. His facial features, including a prominent mustache and neatly groomed hair, contribute to the dignified and intellectual aura often associated with prominent writers of his time.

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Autograph manuscript of “Science et poésie” published in the Nouvelle Revue internationale in 1898, then in Épaves in 1908.

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Ich bin wieder da und habe euch etwas Schönes mitgebracht.
Die Schriftstellerin und Dichterin @MarjoleinRotsteeg
aus den Niederlanden und ich arbeiten zusammen an einem gemeinsamen Projekt - die Kombination von ihren Haikus mit meinen Gemälden. Die ersten Werke sind online!
Wer also auf der Suche nach einzigartigen (Weihnachts-) Karten und Geschenken für besondere Freunde und Familienmitglieder ist… - schaut mal rein!

#art #haiku #poetry #cats #caturday #catsofmastodon #christmas #BuyIntoArt

Collage von drei Haiku-Kunstwerken - Mouse escaped, schwarze Katze im grünen Gras, A natural born model on the catwalk, scharze Katze und Big aspirations süße Tabby-katze - Haikus von Dichterin Marjolein Rotsteeg, Acryl- und Pastellgemälde von Karen Kaspar.

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#OTD in 1899.

Robert Browning's book Asolando; Fancies and facts is published on the same day he dies at Ca' Rezzonico in Venice. He is buried in Poets' Corner in Westminster Abbey.

His magnum opus, The Ring and the Book (1868–1869), is a 12-volume epic poem based on a real-life Italian murder trial. He is particularly celebrated for his dramatic monologues, which reveal the inner workings of his characters' minds.

Asolando
https://archive.org/details/asolandofanciesf00browiala

https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/author/146

#books #poetry

Portrait by Herbert Rose Barraud, c. 1888.

A portrait of Robert Browning, the renowned Victorian poet, depicts him as a dignified and thoughtful figure, reflective of his literary prowess. Browning’s distinctive features include a broad forehead, expressive eyes, and a well-groomed beard, which frames his face with an air of intellectual sophistication.

Browning’s expression is typically captured as introspective or gently engaging, embodying the dual qualities of a deep thinker and an accessible conversationalist.

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Pàdraig MacAoidh: In Conversation at The Linen Hall, Belfast

Writer Róise Ní Bhaoill talks to Pàdraig MacAoidh about his work; the literary, linguistic and cultural connections between Scotland and the island of Ireland, to which he has a strong connection; and about what he hopes to achieve in his role as Scotland’s national poet.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bA9Cu4E38fM

#Scottish #literature #Gaidhlig #Gaelic #Ireland #poetry

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The burn was big wi’ spate,
An’ there cam’ tum’lin doon
Tapsalteerie the half o’ a gate,
Wi’ an auld fish-hake an’ a great muckle skate,
An’ a lum hat wantin’ the croon!

—David Rorie, “The Lum Hat Wantin’ the Croon”

As things start to thaw in the north-east, mind how ye go…

#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #song #20thcentury #humour #Scots #Scotslanguage

The Lum Hat Wantin’ the Croon
Dr David Rorie

The burn was big wi’ spate,
An’ there cam’ tum’lin doon
Tapsalteerie the half o’ a gate,
Wi’ an auld fish-hake an’ a great muckle skate,
An’ a lum hat wantin’ the croon!

The auld wife stude on the bank
As they gaed swirlin’ roun’,
She took a gude look an’ syne says she:
“There’s food an’ there’s firin’ gaun to the sea,
An’ a lum hat wantin’ the croon!”

Sae she gruppit the branch o’ a saugh,
An’ she kickit aff ane o’ her shoon,
An’ she stuck oot her fit – but it caught in the gate,
An’ awa’ she went wi’ the great muckle skate,
An’ the lum hat wantin’ the croon!

She floatit fu’ mony a mile,
Past cottage an’ village an’ toon,
She’d an awfu’ time astride o’ the gate,
Though it seemed to gree fine wi’ the great muckle skate,
An’ the lum hat wantin’ the croon!

A fisher was walkin’ the deck,
By the licht o’ his pipe an’ the mune,
When he sees an auld body astride o’ a gate,
Come bobbin’ alang in the waves wi’ a skate,
An’ a lum hat wantin’ the croon!

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“There’s a man overboard!” cries he,
“Ye leear!” says she, “I’ll droon!
A man on a boord! It’s a wife on a gate,
It’s auld Mistress Mackintosh here wi’ a skate,
An’ a lum hat wantin’ the croon!”

Was she nippit to death at the Pole?
Has India bakit her broon?
I canna tell that, but whatever her fate,
I’ll wager ye’ll find it was shared by a skate,
An’ a lum hat wantin’ the croon!

There’s a moral attached to my sang,
On greed ye should aye gie a froon,
When ye think o’ the wife that was lost for a gate,
An auld fish-hake an’ a great muckle skate,
An’ a lum hat wantin’ a croon!

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Oidhche Challain: No admission without a rhyme

Happy Old New Year!

After the 1750 Calendar Act changed the date of New Year’s Day, some Gaels – to make sure they didn’t miss it – chose to celebrate both. Dr Dòmhnall Uilleam Stiùbhart discusses the once ubiquitous Highland tradition of Oidhche Challain:

https://www.whfp.com/2020/01/08/oidhche-challain-no-admission-without-a-rhyme/

#Scottish #literature #Gaidhlig #Gaelic #poetry #tradition #NewYear #Highlands #Hebrides #OldNewYear

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#WritersCoffeeClub ~ Name a poet who has influenced you.

Andrea Gibson.

#Poetry #AndreaGibson

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Today, 13 January, is the Feast Day of St Mungo (AKA St Kentigern), patron saint of Glasgow. Edwin Morgan’s “Colloquy in Glaschu” imagines a conversation between St Mungo & St Columba.

From CENTENARY SELECTED POEMS (Carcanet, 2020)

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https://www.carcanet.co.uk/cgi-bin/indexer?product=9781784109967

#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #EdwinMorgan #Glasgow #Saints #StMungo

Colloquy in Glaschu
by Edwin Morgan

God but le son du cor, Columba sighed
to Kentigern, est triste au fond silvarum!
Frater, said Kentigern, I see no harm.
J'aime le son du cor, when day has died,
deep in the bois, and oystercatchers rise
before the fowler as he trudges home
and sermo lupi loosens the grey loam.
À I’horizon lointain is paradise,
abest silentium, le cor éclate –
– et meurt, Columba mused, but Kentigern
replied, renaît et se prolonge. The cell
is filled with song. Outside, puer cantat.
Veni venator sings the gallus kern.
The saints dip startled cups in Mungo’s well.

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Fra banc to banc, fra wod to wod, I rin
Ourhailit with my feble fantasie,
Lyk til a leif that fallis from a trie
Or til a reid ourblawin with the wind…

—“Sonet of Venus & Cupid”, by Mark Alexander Boyd (1563–1601), born #OTD, 13 Jan
published in THE GOLDEN TREASURY OF SCOTTISH VERSE, @canongatebooks 2021

https://canongate.co.uk/books/3267-the-golden-treasury-of-scottish-verse/

#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #sonnet #16thcentury #17thcentury #earlymodern #Scots #Scotslanguage

Sonet of Venus and Cupid
by Mark Alexander Boyd

Fra banc to banc, fra wod to wod, I rin
Ourhailit with my feble fantasie,
Lyk til a leif that fallis from a trie
Or til a reid ourblawin with the wind.
Twa gods gyds me: the ane of tham is blind,
Ye, and a bairn brocht up in vanitie;
The nixt a wyf ingenrit of the se,
And lichter nor a dauphin with hir fin.

Unhappie is the man for evirmair
That teils the sand and sawis in the aire;
Bot twyse unhappier is he, I lairn,
That feidis in his hairt a mad desyre,
And follows on a woman throw the fyre,
Led be a blind and teichit be a bairn.

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"All the glories of the sunset,
In the sunrise one may see;
That which others call the dawning
Is the night for you and me."

Sarah Morgan Bryan Piatt , who died #OTD in 1919, was an American poet. She published hundreds of poems in nationally circulated newspapers, magazines, and anthologies as well as in eighteen volumes of poems, two of which she co-authored with her husband, the poet John James Piatt.

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

https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/25004

#books #literature #poetry

Photographic portrait of American author Sarah Morgan Bryan Piatt (1836-1919). From American Women: Fifteen Hundred Biographies with Over 1,400 Portraits, Frances E. Willard and Mary A. Livermore, editors. Mast, Crowell & Kirkpatrick, 1897 (revised edition from 1893), vol. 2, p. 569.

Piatt is portrayed in a formal seated pose, reflecting the conventions of late 19th-century portraiture. Her attire is elegant and characteristic of the era, with intricate lacework and detailed fabric adorning her high-collared dress. Her hair is styled in a manner typical of the time, complementing her refined and composed expression. Her gaze, directed slightly away from the camera, conveys thoughtfulness and dignity.

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The Eternal Dance of Poetry, Calligraphy, and Painting

Poems from centuries ago can stand in dialogue with painters speaking to their contemporaries, and calligraphy serves as a bit of a bridge between them.

By AX Mina

https://hyperallergic.com/981830/the-eternal-dance-of-poetry-calligraphy-and-painting-the-met/

#poetry #calligraphy #painting

Pages from the illustrated handscroll from the 12th century

Imperial Palace Kyoto - 1. Gotoh Museum, 2. Geidai.ac.jp

Illuminated scroll of the "Tale of Genji", a National Treasure. Text zone (alternating with the parts reserved for the image). Ink on paper with painted and gold decoration. Late Heian period, 12th century. This fragment: H. 21.8 cm L. 46.7 cm. Gotoh Museum. Tokyo.

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Happy #caturday!

deep sigh beside me
the cat stands up, stretches
and curls up again

Haiku: @MarjoleinRotsteeg

Handmade acrylic painting: @KarenKasparArt

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#haiku #haikuart #poetry #writing #MastoArt #art #painting #FediGiftShop #MastodonArt #TraditionalArt #kunst #cats #CatsOfMastodon #CatLovers #pets #cute #animals #catstodon #WhiskersWednesday #kitten #kittens #katze #CatsOfFediverse #AnimalArt #BuyIntoArt #gingercat #ArtForSale #giftideas #handmade

deep sigh beside me
the cat stands up, stretches
and curls up again

Relaxing cat in the green is a hand-painted acrylic painting in landscape format by the artist Karen Kaspar. A red and white tabby cat sits in a meadow in lush green grass with its eyes closed. She is relaxing and enjoying the day. The reddish-brown fur with white stripes and the grass have been painted with loose and lively brushstrokes. The picture conveys a calm and peaceful mood.

This work, a combination of painting and haiku, is a joint project by Karen Kaspar (© art and artwork) and Marjolein Rotsteeg (© Haiku).
A haiku is a traditional Japanese poetry form consisting of three lines.

Here the acrylic painting was supplemented with the haiku in English.

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“I have a harmonium and it’s going to explode in two minutes”

Ivor Cutler (1923–2006) – poet, singer, musician, songwriter, artist, humorist – was born #OTD, 15 Jan

In 2013, to mark what would have been his 90th birthday, BBC Radio 4 celebrated his life & career:

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https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b0381jzt

#Scottish #literature #poetry #music #humour #surrealism #absurdist #IvorCutler

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#OTD in 1818.

Lord Byron, in Venice, sends the final part of Childe Harold to his publisher.

The poem contains elements thought to be autobiographical, as Byron generated some of the storyline from experience gained during his travels through Portugal, the Mediterranean and Aegean Sea between 1809 and 1811.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Childe_Harold%27s_Pilgrimage

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage at PG:
https://gutenberg.org/ebooks/5131

#books #literature #poetry

This is the title page of Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, circa 1812.

The name of the work, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, prominently displayed in an elegant and serif typeface, reflecting the literary and romantic style of the period.

Lord Byron, the author, would be credited beneath or near the title. His name might appear in a slightly smaller or secondary font.

The name of the publisher (John Murray), the location (London), and the year of publication (1812) would be included, often at the bottom of the page.

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American Surrealist artist and poet Kay Sage died #OTD in 1963.

Kay Sage became deeply involved with the Surrealist movement after moving to Paris in the late 1930s.

Her paintings often feature architectural and industrial elements, barren landscapes, and abstract, machine-like forms. Unlike many male Surrealists who favored dreamlike imagery, Sage's work is characterized by stark, linear compositions and an eerie, desolate quality.

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

#art #literature #poetry

Kay Sage passport photo.

Sage has a serious and composed expression, with her gaze directed forward. Her eyes appear intense and slightly melancholic, offering a glimpse of the introspection and complexity that characterized her personality and art.

Her hair is neatly styled, typically in a fashion reflective of her era, possibly a short or shoulder-length cut, framing her face elegantly.

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#OTD in 1818.

Percy Bysshe Shelley's poem "Ozymandias" appears in Leigh Hunt's weekly The Examiner (London; p. 24) under the pen name "Glirastes". Horace Smith's contribution to the same informal sonnet-writing competition, "On a Stupendous Leg of Granite, Discovered Standing by Itself in the Deserts of Egypt, with the Inscription Inserted Below" is published on February 1 under his initials.

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

#books #literature #poetry

"Ozymandias" by Glirastes in The Examiner, London, Sunday, January 11, 1818, No. 524, page 24.

Percy Bysshe Shelley. - First publication in The Examiner, No. 524, page 24.

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At the raw end of winter
the mountain is half snow, half
dun grass. Only when snow
moves does it become a hare…

—Anna Crowe, “A Calendar of Hares”
published in A SECRET HISTORY OF RHUBARB (Mariscat, 2004)

https://annacrowepoet.com/2021/04/21/a-calendar-of-hares/

#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #naturepoetry #hare

A Calendar of Hares
Anna Crowe

for Valerie Gillies

1. At the raw end of winter
the mountain is half snow, half
dun grass. Only when snow
moves does it become a hare.

2. If you can catch a hare
and look into its eye,
you will see the whole world.

3. That day in March
watching two hares boxing
at the field’s edge, she felt
the child quicken.

4. It is certain Midas never saw a hare
or he would not have lusted after gold.

5. When the buzzard wheels
like a slow kite overhead
the hare pays out the string.

6. The man who tells you
he has thought of everything
has forgotten the hare.

7. The hare’s form, warm yet empty.
Stumbling upon it, he felt his heart
lurch and race beneath his ribs.

8. Beset by fears, she became
the hare who hears
the mowers’ voices growing louder.

9. Light as the moon’s path over the sea,
the run of the hare over the land.

10. The birchwood a dapple
of fallen gold: a carved hare
lies in a Pictish hoard.

11. Waking to the cry of a hare
she ran and found the child sleeping.

12. November stiffens
into December: hare and grass
have grown a thick coat of frost.

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George MacBeth (1932–1992) was born #OTD, 19 Jan

“MacBeth’s language is beautifully melodic: the stanzas unfold like operatic arias, becoming more florid & complex in thought as the poem develops…”

—Carol Rumens on MacBeth’s “The God of Love”

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https://www.theguardian.com/books/booksblog/2010/jun/07/poem-week-god-love-macbeth

#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #20thcentury #naturepoetry #naturewriting

The poem is too long for ALT text – it can be read online via the shared link:

https://www.theguardian.com/books/booksblog/2010/jun/07/poem-week-god-love-macbeth

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We went each Sunday for the mass
recited in my parent’s language
that wasn’t mine. The Gaelic gospel

that was just sound, pure sound, to me.
I rose and kneeled, and listened as
my people traded vowel for vowel…

—Niall Campbell, “Tongues of Water”
published in THE ISLAND IN THE SOUND (Bloodaxe Books, 2024)

https://www.bloodaxebooks.com/ecs/product/the-island-in-the-sound-1361

#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #Gaidhlig #Gaelic #minoritylanguages

Tongues of Water
by Niall Campbell

We went each Sunday for the mass
recited in my parent’s language
that wasn’t mine. The Gaelic gospel

that was just sound, pure sound, to me.
I rose and kneeled, and listened as
my people traded vowel for vowel;

my whole small world, this flowing water.
Back then, I sat and heard the ocean
in their unknowable call,

that same unknowable response.
My parents stood in the psalm’s current
like waders gone out, as I settled

knee-deep on a second bank,
hearing only the sound of a stream,
believing only the sound the stream makes.

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Let me explain:
I have two accounts on the #fediverse

1. This one: @shojiwax On which I post links to my website articles PLUS a general stream of consciousness remarks links, boosts and comments.

2. https://mastodon.au/@shojiwax.com@shojiwax.com this is a direct feed from my website and includes full text of my writings. Sorta like subscribing to my #blog’s RSS feed.

#blogging #writing #photography #consciousness #zen #creativity #poetry #blackAndWhite

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Lord, when I’m speechless
when something – not just sorrow
but under that – a dull, numb, nameless dreich
about the heart I hardly seem to have…

—Diana Hendry, “Psalm 88 Blues”
Published in TWELVE LILTS (Mariscat Press, 2003)

A poem for Blue Monday – officially the most depressing day of the year…

#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #BlueMonday

Psalm Eighty-Eight Blues
by Diana Hendry

Lord, when I’m speechless
when something – not just sorrow
but under that – a dull, numb, nameless dreich
about the heart I hardly seem to have,
when this afflicts me,
when hope’s been cancelled,
when the pilot light of me’s put out,
when every reflex and response
has been extinguished,

send word, snowdrop, child, light.

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Paperback covers of my 3 volumes of poetry, also for e-readers:
1. Remnants (haiku / senryu)
2. A Deeper Sky (longer poems)
3. Lost Trails (haiku / senryu)

All available via Amazon (https://tinyurl.com/fc3njxup) & Rakuten Kobo:
https://tinyurl.com/3vu3yr86
https://tinyurl.com/DeeperSkyKobo
https://tinyurl.com/Lost-Trails-Kobo

#Indie #author #haiku #senryu #poetry

Image of covers of 3 paperback books, "Remnants", "A Deeper Sky" & Lost Trails". Two volumes of haiku / senryu and one of longer poems.

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I saw the dead upon St Laurence Wake
Sailing in beautiful Brimvald. They were young,
Younger than death and life, with a sweet tongue
I have heard in my blood before…

—“The Vikings”, by Olive Fraser (1909–1977) – born #OTD, 20 Jan, & a poet whose work was sadly neglected in her lifetime. A 🎂 🧵

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#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #20thcentury #womenwriters #OliveFraser #Vikings

Olive Fraser
1909-77

THE VIKINGS

King Haro's navy met on St Laurence Wake in 1263 at Ronaldsvo under the leadership of his great ship Brimvald

I saw the dead upon St Laurence Wake
Sailing in beautiful Brimvald. They were young,
Younger than death and life, with a sweet tongue
I have heard in my blood before,
Dreaming it was the wild gannets that make
Their comment upon Sulna-stapa shore.
I creid upon the dead, 'Why is your face
So beautiful in the regretless place?

'Surely among the dead there is no will
For dragon-necks of gold and for straight sails,
And Brimvald with the silver bitterns' tails
Is quiet under dark skerries now.'
'O we are loved among the living still,
We are forgiven among the dead. We plough
In the old narrows of the spirit. We
Have woven our wealth into your mystery.'

And I remembered words that I had heard
And never heard. And vessels that I knew
And thought were visions. The mute swans that flew
Over grey islands were like these
And yet were nothing. Once at Herlesferd
I saw a ship whose path on the green seas
Made joy to brindled sea-birds, and my breath
Was dangerous and scant, bitter like death.

'O if you died upon St Laurence Wake
Why are you beautiful and young,' I cried
'Like dreams of you I saw on a great tide
Lovelier and more young than I?
Even when I heard the wild white eagles take
Over the earth with their cruel minstrelsy
You were more light than I have ever been.'
They said, 'We are your Soul that you have seen.'

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"Prose is a museum, where all the old weapons of poetry are kept."

In January 1909.

T. E. Hulme's poems "Autumn" and "A City Sunset" are included in the Poets' Club anthology For Christmas MDCCCCVIII, as the first examples of Imagism.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/T._E._Hulme

Canzoni & Ripostes at PG:
https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/39783

#books #literature #poetry

T.E. Hulme in 1912.

Hulme is shown in formal attire, such as a suit, with neatly combed hair.

His expression is typically stern or contemplative, aligning with his reputation as a rigorous thinker and a key figure in early modernist movements, particularly Imagism.

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"Poet, never chase the dream.
Laugh yourself and turn away.
Mask your hunger, let it seem
Small matter if he come or stay;..."

#OTD in 1918.

The English poet Robert Graves marries the painter Nancy Nicholson in London. The wedding guests include Wilfred Owen, whose first nationally published poem appears three days later ("Miners" in The Nation). He will die by the end of the year.

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

Robert Graves at PG:
https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/author/628

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