#Francis Ledwidge

[alchemisland]

notonejot

When my poems drop Crowd looks like Dynasty Warriors So many assets, getting texture pop-ins Console going slow, like it walked behind a coffin Coughing from all day bonging, still throttle any boffin Man better know his Aristotle, making words Boggle Instinct, your efforts a troglodyte’s inkling Lady of Shalott how she floats on the loch Like rotten jetsam flotsam, nearby Crowley…

[poemoftheday]

Poem of the Day 29 July 2024

Behind the Closed Eye BY Ledwidge, Francis (1891 - 1917)

I walk the old frequented ways

That wind around the tangled braes,

I live again the sunny days

Ere I the city knew.

And scenes of old again are born,

The woodbine lassoing the thorn,

And drooping Ruth-like in the corn

The poppies weep the dew.

Above me in their hundred schools

The magpies bend their young to rules,

And like an apron full of jewels

The dewy cobweb swings.

And frisking in the stream below

The troutlets make the circles flow,

And the hungry crane doth watch them grow

As a smoker does his rings.

Above me smokes the little town,

With its whitewashed walls and roofs of brown

And its octagon spire toned smoothly down

As the holy minds within.

And wondrous impudently sweet,

Half of him passion, half conceit,

The blackbird calls adown the street

Like the piper of Hamelin.

I hear him, and I feel the lure

Drawing me back to the homely moor,

I'll go and close the mountain's door

On the city's strife and din.

[stairnaheireann]

#OTD in Irish History | 19 August:

1504 – Battle of Knockdoe/Battle of Axe Hill. After Ulick Burke of Clanricard seizes Galway city, Edward Fitzgerald, the Earl of Kildare, goes to Connacht and defeats Burke at Knockdoe. This is the largest battle ever fought between Irishmen, with 10,000 participants and 2,000 fatalities; however, most of the fighting is done by gall óglach – foreign warriors – or gallowglass. As a reward,…

[amusingmorley]

A Blackbird Singing

by Francis Ledwidge

A blackbird singing

On a moss upholster'd stone,

Bluebells swinging,

Shadows wildly blown,

A song in the wood,

A ship on the sea,

The song was for you

and the ship was for me;

A blackbird singing,

I hear in my troubled mind,

Bluebells swinging

I see in a distant wind,

But sorrow and silence

are the wood's threnody,

the silence for you,

and the sorrow for me,

A blackbird singing

[sadbhkellett]

Over the moon to be able to share this essay on the seriously overlooked work of Meath poet Francis Ledwidge.

[edwardian-girl-next-door]

"I love the cradle songs the mother sings In lonely places when the twilight drops, The slow enduring melodies that bring Sleep to weeping lids; and, when she stops, I love the roadside birds upon the tops Of dusty hedges in a world of Spring."

~ Francis Ledwidge, from "Desire in Spring" (published 1919)

via wikisource

[rhymeandriddle-blog-blog]

Ireland　(Francis Ledwidge)

原文はこちらを参照。

おまえを森と渓谷のうつくしい名で呼んだとき 幼かったわたしの声におまえは応えず 古代の英雄に熱狂し 大神率いる軍勢を求める声にばかり耳を傾けていた

わたしは風の高さまで飛び嘆き叫んだが おまえは風に耳を傾けず 飛び立つ小さな船や 残された丘の嘆きに耳を傾けるばかりだった

わたしはすすんで武器を取り おまえから離れ、言われるがままに戦場を彷徨った その先におまえを見出し おまえの魂を守り死ねればと

いまおまえがわたし達を呼ぶ　遠くから近くから 歳月の大海のむこうから冠を運ばせるために わたしは悲しみに暮れている こんなに遠く離れておまえの声が聞こえない 　　＊＊

第一パラグラフ、「おまえを森と渓谷のうつくしい名で呼んだとき」は"I called you by sweet names by wood and linn"。国名アイルランドは英語名であり、アイルランド語ではÉireが国名となります。意味は諸説あるようですが、緑の水という意味があるという説をネットで見かけました。

第一パラグラフ３、４行目は

And you were listening for the hounds of Finn And the long hosts of Lugh.

Finnとは、神話上の（悲劇の）英雄フィン・マックールのこと。彼及び彼の率いるフィアナ騎士団の功績を主題とする散文と韻文の集合をフィン物語群またはフィニアンサイクルと言います。オイシンは彼の息子の吟遊詩人。（参考）

一方、秘密結社フィニアン（Fenian,フィアンナの戦士団の意。正式名称はアイルランド共和主義者同盟（Irish Republican Brotherhood、略称ＩＲＢ）は19世紀後半からアイルランド独立運動を進めた秘密組織の名でもあります。1867年の放棄失敗により弾圧されましたがその後も後進グループの活動は続き、アイルランド民族主義の象徴でもあり、作者としては恐らくこちらも念頭にあったでしょう。（参考）

Lughはアイルランド神話の太陽神。wikitionaryでは"as a hero and High King of the distant past"と説明されています。hostsはここでは軍隊の意味として取りました。（参考）

第二パラグラフ３行目は”For you were listening to small ships in flight”ここでいうsmall shipsは恐らく飛行機ではないかな？　と思います。作者の従軍した第一次大戦において、イギリスは世界最初の雷撃機を製造しています。

第3パラグラフ３、４行目の原文は以下の通り。

To find you at the last free as of yore, Or die to save your soul.

３行目、直訳すると往時の最後の自由にお前を見出すために、といった感じになりますが、ここでの往時は戦場に���っていたころ、なので、その頃の主体の自由、last freeとは兵士になるか否かの選択の自由ということではないかと解釈しました。

民族主義の時代であった第一次大戦前夜、アイルランドもまた宗主国イギリスからの独立運動が激しくなっていました。第一次大戦勃発に際しアイルランド自治法が成立（ただし施行は保留）しますが、宗主国の大戦への参加に際し、アイルランドがどのような態度を取るか（協力して従軍するか、協力を拒否するか）については意見が割れます。そもそも当時、独立運動が盛んであったとはいえ多くのアイルランド人にとって宗主国イギリスは遠い敵国ではなく、自身の生まれ育った国という意識もあったでしょう。作者Francis Ledwidgeは自身の従軍がアイルランドの地位向上に繋がるものと考えていたようです。

第４パラグラフ、１、２行目の原文は以下の通り。

And then you called to us from far and near To bring your crown from out the deeps of time,

３行目の"the deep"は詩語でわだつみ、海原の意味です。 ここでの"crown"は国家独立、歳月の海の向こうから（from out of）それがやってくるのはアイルランドの宗主国が海の向こうにあり、かつ独立が遠い昔のことだからだろうと解釈しています。

[berlinonair]

Francis Eden - Corny Song (Indie Folk)

🕑 Lesedauer: 2 min / 📷 Julian Ledwidge / Francis Eden Offizielles Erscheinungsdatum: 24.11.2023 Mit einem äußerst sympathischen und zugleich lockeren Folk-Sound begeisterte uns kürzlich die australische Singer-Songwriterin Francis Eden aus Sydney. Ihr Song 'Corny Song' erschien erst Ende November und entpuppt sich als wahres Akustik-Juwel, das Ihr keinesfalls verpassen solltet. Was mir besonders an Ihrer Musik gefallen hat, ist in erster Linie der unbeschwerte und leichte Charakter, der sie einfach und unkompliziert zu hören macht. Auch wenn 'Corny Song' unter anderem von der Geschichte einer alleinerziehenden Mutter beziehungsweise deren Hürden und Schwierigkeiten mit der Situation erzählt, ist es ein Titel, den ich mir ebenso sehnlichst bei unserer nächsten Lagerfeuersession wünschen würde. Untermalt von der warmen und natürlichen Stimme der Künstlerin geht der Track auch dank seiner Melodien direkt ins Ohr. Hört direkt mal rein und entdeckt auch weitere Tracks von Francis Eden bei Spotify – es lohnt sich! Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/55OqYprUo0m9QGMa74UMoq Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/francis.edenofficial Text: Adrian /discovered via Musosoup #sustainablecurator

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“MEDIANOCHE” - Francis Ledwidge (1887-1917) | Traducción al castellano

Luego de la guerra, en la calma de la noche los ángeles verdugos van a llevarlo a donde Dios mece.

Donde las flores, que el viento acaricia, harán de su tumba un nido de aves, y un cuenco de paz.

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

[stairnaheireann]

#OTD in 1917 – Death of war poet Francis Ledwidge, from Slane, Co Meath.

Francis Ledwidge, the Irish nationalist and poet, was born in Slane, Co Meath on 19 August 1887 the son of a poor labourer. Leaving school at the age of 14 he worked in various manual labour positions while developing a love for and honing his own poetical talents. It was in 1911 that Ledwidge first received notable recognition for his poetry. Having sent a collection of his poems to well-known…

[randlemartin]

also I literally just realised I was using a bookmark of an Irish poet who died after the battle of the somme 👍

finished in memoriam 👍 overall really enjoyed it, and I really liked the war parts, ellwood as a character didn’t really click with me for like 80% of the book but really loved gaunt ❤️ also there was a really great supporting cast I loved hayes. also I wish the relationship was a bit more subtle ig or ambiguous at the start so we could see their feelings develop over the course of the book but that’s just me not being a big romance girlie I think and my own personal preference

[markulyseas]

Rachel Stanley was commended in the Francis Ledwidge Poetry Competition in 2019 and again in 2022. She is a member of the Rathmines Writers Workshop and has been a recent participant in the Over the Edge writing workshops organised by the late Kevin Higgins. She lives in Dublin.

[urbanhermit]

‘The Red Sweet Wine of Youth: The Brave & Brief Lives of the War Poets’ (2010) by Nicholas Murray covers 11 of the 12 (leaving out Francis Ledwidge). The last posted picture is of three WW I poets: Grenfell, Thomas & T E Hulme. Hulme was the only Imaginist of the War Poets & the movement’s most interesting thinkers. Very few of the trench poets had much time for the aesthetics of the avant-garder. Pictured with him is the Rt Hon Julian Grenfell, a traditional English aristocrat. He wrote about war like a young man writing about the hunt. [Philip] Edward Thomas was a literary hack similar to Hillarie Belloc & G K Chesterton. Thomas was to make his friend Robert Frost know in America. The author Nicholas Murray is a biographer, poet, novelist & critic, & lives in Wales & London. His argument for the book is that the British poets of WW I were not anti-war but anti-heroic. They did not for the most part think modern trench warfare was a chivalric pursuit. His focus is on their lives, what & when they wrote, not an analysis of their works. I have arranged their picture alphabetically, except for the last 3 [limited by posting] Grenfell*, Thomas*, & Hulme*. - Rupert Brooks* - Robert Graves - Igor Gurney - Francis Ledwidge* - Wilfrid Owen* - Isaac Rosenberg* - Siegfried Sassoon - Charles Hamilton Sorley* *died at the Western Front, Brooks was to die at the Gallipoli campaign. NB: The Westminster Abbey stone memorial of the Poets of the First World War also includes: Richard Addington, Laurence Binyon, Wilfrid Gibson, Robert Nichols, & Sir Herbert Read. The stone leaves off Francis Ledwidge & T E Hulme. https://www.instagram.com/p/CnVCFMGpLbe/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[sadbhkellett]

[angealainn]

“🎼 She’ll come at dusky first of day, white over yellow harvest song~” (Do Not Disturb)

Taken from the first line of August by Francis Ledwidge

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[mudwerks]

National Library of Ireland

When the dark cow leaves the moor

Thomas MacDonagh and friend in a really pleasant, casual portrait. One thing we can be sure of is that this was taken no later than 1916, and as MacDonagh is mature, probably some time after 1900.