A poem. By a completely unknown poet, about forgotten victims:

‘Scrapped: The Women Munition Workers of Britain, Before and After November 1918', by F W Stella Browne, published in The Call (published by the British Socialist Party)
You have done well: To you we owe our lives ( Read more... )

Further to the links to Kipling's poem 'The Children (1914-1918)' and Richard Holmes' article on poems from the Tommies here.

Interesting, if somewhat arguable, article on Agatha Christie.

Nicholas Lezard's paperback choice: Steve Jones's entertaining scientific essays, collected in The Single Helix.

Article on a couple still married after 78 years ( Read more... )

The Saturday poem in today's Guardian Review: Kipling*'s The Children (1914-1918)

*Who pulled strings to get his severely myopic son a commission: his son was 'missing believed killed' until remains believed to be his turned up in 1992.

Also Richard Holmes marks Remembrance Day with a new collection of verse by Tommies in the trenches

And three ( Read more... )

Since this is going around:
Rudyard Kipling, from 'Epitaphs of the War':

COMMON FORM
If any question why we died,
Tell them, because our fathers lied.

A DEAD STATESMAN
I could not dig: I dared not rob ( Read more... )