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“You have no idea of how I suffer with this longing for the swish of the reeds at Slane and the voices I used to hear coming over the low hills of Currabwee.”

Homesickness is expressed through remembered sounds of the Boyne landscape · Letter to Katharine Tynan, 20 July 1917

About Francis Ledwidge

Francis Ledwidge

19 August 1887–31 July 1917

In the annals of Irish literature, few figures embody the tragic intersection of artistic promise and historical circumstance as poignantly as Francis Edward Ledwidge. Born into rural poverty in County Meath in 1887 and killed on a Belgian battlefield in 1917, Ledwidge's thirty years encompassed a meteoric rise from…

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