I’ve been asked to come up with a short poem (two 4 line verses) about a deceased, under-rated / under-valued hero of Scotland. I remembered one of my favourite WW1 poets, Charles Hamilton Sorley. He was born in Aberdeen in 1895, sent to France in May 1915 and was killed in October of that year during the Battle of Loos. Tragically, he didn’t last long to say the least, but long enough to write some of the best poems of that war, including “To Germany” and “When You See Millions of the Mouthless Dead.” References to these two poems appear in my wee poem.
Charles Hamilton Sorley b. 19th May 1895 d. 13th October 1915 You saw the millions and the millions more that followed in your war and the wars it spawned. You joined them, the spooks, one more loss; nothing gained. Rest as gently as you can, in the darkness, thunder, rain.