Poetry Map Poem 35: Whithorn

28 Aug


George Dickie didn’t hack it as a butcher,
swapped the blood and offal
for a uniform and when its shade didn’t suit him
disappeared among the disgraced:
the distaste back home was palpable.
Then George Dickie became Jack Brent,
and took a bullet in the spine
for the poor at Jarama,
limped back, battling still for the flag
bright as carnations,
as the blood of Spain.
On the sodden streets of Whithorn now
there’s a splash of colour and a communist star,
‘Un heroe de la guerra civil de espanola’.
How disgusting some said,
so close to a shrine of Christ
who gave his life and was reborn to save us all.

Hugh McMillan

To view our Map of Scotland in Poems as it grows, see https://stanzapoetry.wordpress.com/2014/07/13/the-map-revealed/ . For more information on this project, and on how to submit a poem, see https://stanzapoetry.wordpress.com/2014/07/04/mapping-scotland-in-poetry/.

All poems on our poetry map of Scotland and on the StAnza Blog are subject to copyright and should not be reproduced otherwise without the poet’s permission.

One Response to “Poetry Map Poem 35: Whithorn”

  1. perspiringpoet August 28, 2014 at 10:44 am #

    Really liked this. Packs a punch!

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