Poem
Thomas Kettle
| Title | Thomas Kettle |
|---|---|
| Author | Michael J. Whelan |
Instances of Publication
A published appearance of this poem.
| Collection/Anthology | Year of Publication | Medium | View Details |
|---|---|---|---|
| Rules of Engagement | 2019 | Print Collection | View Details |
Publication Instance Details #2137
Collection/Anthology Details
| Collection/Anthology | Rules of Engagement |
|---|---|
| Date of Publication | 2019 |
| Publisher | Doire Press (Ireland) |
| Page Number(s) | 20 |
Publication Overview
| Translation | Is Multilingual | Explicit Irish Context? | Ekphrasis | Has Paratext? | Reference to News, Media or Technology |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
No |
No |
Yes |
No |
Yes |
No |
Details
| Human Rights Issues | |
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| War / Genocide Referenced | |
| Irish Context | |
| Languages | |
| Genre | Short Lyric |
| Medium | Print Collection |
| Paratext Text | Irish poet, politician, economist; author or 'To my daughter, Betty, the gift of God'; killed in action WW1; listed on the Thiepval memorial to the missing on the Somme, France. |
| Notes | This is a poem commemorating the poet, politician, economist, and academic, Thomas Kettle, who was killed in battle in 1916 during WW1. The speaker of the poem notes how his remains were buried, but lost, and how he is marked among the missing at the Thiepval memorial at the Somme. The speaker acknowledges that Kettle's poems live on, although he himself did not. |
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