I lived from 1867-1963.
I was from England, and am in the English category.
British nurse Eva Dobell (1867 - 1963) served in many hospitals during the war. She was known write poems about some of her patients.
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Eva Dobell was the daughter of Clarence Dobell, a wine merchant and local historian from Cheltenham, she was also the niece of Sydney Dobell.
Eva was deeply distressed by the suffering and loss of life during the war she volunteered as a nurse, and also took part in the morale-boosting work of writing to prisoners of war. The major part of her life was spent in the English Cotswolds, but she also travelled extensively to Europe and North Africa. She helped and encouraged young poets, and campaigned in print for the protection of both wildlife and the English countryside.
Eva Dobell died in 1963
My poetry
Crippled for life at seventeen,
His great eyes seems to question why:
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I dreamt last night Christ came to earth again
To bless His own. My soul from place to place
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The pain and laughter of the day are done
So strangely hushed and still the long ward seems,
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Through the long ward the gramophone
Grinds out its nasal melodies:
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