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Behind Their Lines: Poetry of The Great War
Behind Their Lines: Poetry of The Great War
"Summer & trenches don't go together somehow," Roland Leighton wrote to his sweetheart, Vera
Brittain in April 1915.
Later that month, Roland wrote to Vera and described a discovery he'd made while walking in
Ploegsteert Wood (known to the Tommies as "Plug Street Wood"). Roland had found "the body
of a dead British soldier hidden in the undergrowth a few yards from the path. He must have
been shot there during the wood-fighting in the early part of the War. The body had sunk down
into the marshy ground so that only the tops of the boots stuck up above the soil. His cap &
equipment beside him were half-buried and rotting away." Leighton ordered that the body be
covered with dirt, "to make one grave more among the many in the wood" (Chronicle of Youth,
25 April 1915).
The next day, Roland started a poem, and while on leave that August (during which time he and
Vera became engaged), he showed Vera the finished villanelle that he had titled and dated:
"Violets," April 25, 1915. Her journal records, "I remembered how on that day he had written
me a letter he was then in Ploegsteert Woodenclosing some violets from the top of his dugout which he said he had just picked for me."
Villanelle
by Roland Leighton
Vera Brittain visited Roland Leighton's grave twice, once in 1921, and again in 1933. I'd like to
think that she left violets.