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Sorley MacLean

I lived from 1911-1996. I was from Scotland.

Sorley's full name was Somhairle MacGill-Eain. He received the Queen's Gold Medal for Poetry in 1990

The major life choices and questions MacGill-Eain had to face up to, between 1936 and 1939, forever changed the direction of his poetry ― and perhaps the very nature of the man himself The particular combination of circumstances and the conflict of emotion and duty that arose from this, was the catalyst that was to inspire MacGill-Eain to write some of his most passionate poetry. MacGill-Eain sums up the period thus:

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My poetry

  • Ma thubhairt ar cainnt gum bheil an ciall
    Co-ionnan ris a’ ghaol,
    71 lines, 1 comment
  • A nighean a’ chùil ruaidh ̣ir,
    fada bhuat, a luaidh, mo tḥir;
    26 lines
  • My eye is not on Calvary, nor on Bethlehem the Blessed, but
    on a foul-smelling backland in Glasgow, where life rots as
    4 lines
  • Multitude of the skies, gold riddle of millions of stars, cold,
    distant, lustrous, beautiful, silent, unconscious, unwelcoming.
    90 lines
  • Though I am to-day against the breast of battle, not here my
    burden and extremity; not Rommel's guns and tanks, but that
    2 lines
  • One night of the two bad years when I thought my love
    was maimed with a hurt as bad as woman has had since Eve's
    8 lines
  • If I were dead in the Desert as you would like me to be
    would not your lies be luxuriant, many-coloured on my
    9 lines
  • an Eilean uachdrach
    a' Chuilithinn ghruamaich,
    10 lines

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