The Soldier

If I should die, think only this of me:

      That there’s some corner of a foreign field

That is for ever England. There shall be

      In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;

A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,

      Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam;

A body of England’s, breathing English air,

      Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.

And think, this heart, all evil shed away,

      A pulse in the eternal mind, no less

            Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given;

Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;

      And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness,

            In hearts at peace, under an English heaven.

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Memoir

One of the things that I want to discuss for this book is the concept of a memoir. Here are some articles that look at how the memoir has been seen over time and how the memoir is viewed now. I am going to print out some of these articles and discuss some passages with the group.

New York Times: The Problem With Memoirs  printed 1/28/2011

History Hoydens: The Trouble With Memoirs 1/27/2009

HTML Giant: Get Me Up Close to the Lives of Others 1/31/2011

The Rumpus: Conversations With Writers Braver Than Me  1/24/2011

SheWrites: Part II, The Problem With Memoirs 1/12/2017

Slate: A Brief History of Memoir Bashing 3/30/2007

 

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