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war_poets: 10 March 1918 Max Plowman writes ‘No one will ever know what this war has meant for us… When the clash between instinct & reason is violent then people suffer as Hamlet suffered & I don’t know now how we did what we did. '
war_poets: 20 February 1918 Max Plowman writes ‘Yesterday morning I replied acknowledging it and adding “but as it is now more than since I tendered the resignation of my Commission I regret that I am unable to comply with these five weeks instructions”’
war_poets: 3 February 1918 Max Plowman writes ‘When the average soldier says, as he almost invariably does, after his first “bad time” at the front “This isn’t war, it’s bloody murder”, he does so because he realises for the first time that he is not fighting man'
war_poets: 29 January 1915 Max Plowman writes ‘You know I think the greatest injury war inflicts comes through its power to deny women any place in it. It violates perhaps the greatest of Nature’s laws–mutual participation'
war_poets: 27 January 1917 Max Plowman writes to his younger brother ‘I shall certainly hope to see you before you do anything. Meantime two words of advice.
1.Don’t go into the ranks of anything.
2.Go into anything but Infantry.'
war_poets: 26 January 1918 Max Plowman writes to Hugh de Selincourt ‘I expect to be put under arrest any day after that… the charge will be “Refusing to obey an order.”’
aylahTheVetTech: Marked as to-read: Subaltern on the Somme by Max Plowman
war_poets: 14 January 1917 Max Plowman writes ‘I am in bed at Rouen No. 4 General Hospital feeling rather a fraud, for I’ve every limb intact and only a dull headache and a thick ear. I slept for two days at Bray. Then I was so stiff they carted me out and brought me here on a stretcher. '
war_poets: 14 January 1918 Max Plowman writes to his battalion adjutant ‘For some time past it has been becoming increasingly apparent to me that for reasons of conscientious objection I was unfitted to hold my commission in His Majesty’s army'
war_poets: 10 January 1917 Max Plowman writes 'Just now the hut contains two of the new officers posted to D Company. They are loud, swaggering, insensitive hulks, very proud of their belts after their apprenticeship as commercial travellers.’
footsteps_pod: Lt Max Plowman of the 10th West Yorkshires was the author of celebrated book Subaltern on the Somme, written under the pseudonym Mark VII. The book contains vivid descriptions of the fighting around Carnoy. Find out more in our latest podcast - out Sunday 7am.
war_poets: 3 January 1915 Max Plowman writes to his brother ‘I think the war is a bloody mess & how anybody can want to be mixed up in it beats me. No man properly alive ever kills another whether by machinery or bayonet so that war demands the grosses & foulest insensitiveness'
war_poets: 28 December 1917 Max Plowman has decided that he will refuse to continue to fight, instead making a formal protest and resigning his commission
war_poets: 24 December 1914 Max Plowman – a pacifist – enlists in the army, in the field ambulances.
war_poets: 22 December 1914 Pacifist Max Plowman writes to his brother ‘I think I’ve settled my enlistment problem. With luck I ought to be a member of the London Mounted Brigade of the Royal Field Ambulance by this time tomorrow'
war_poets: 14 December 1916 Max Plowman writes to his wife ‘I wonder whether “the Red Hats” really believe all they appear to. For instance, that it’s certain that the ultimate decision of the war will come in the west'
war_poets: 13 December 1916 Max Plowman attends a lecture by a divisional staff-captain ‘He is tremendously keen, not in the least ominiscient, and adding to his keenness humour, and being himself obviously fearless, his words catch on.'
war_poets: 1 December 1916 Max Plowman writes of his best N.C.O. ‘Here’s a wisp of a man with a permanently troublesome knee. He has just come from trenches, said to be worse than Ypres in 1914, where he has done two men’s work, besides helping crocks out of the mud'
Rivershedge: There is a strange emotion all objects stir when we look upon them wondering whether we do so for the last time in this life.- Max Plowman
war_poets: 5 September 1918 Max Plowman writes to Hugh de Selincourt noting that his manuscript ‘The Problem of Pacifism’ has been rejected by Allen & Unwin with the remark that in wartime it will “not prove remunerative”.’
LucyLondon7: British poet Max Plowman was born on 1st September 1883
war_poets: 23 August 1915 Max Plowman writes to his brother ‘I told the C.O. this morning I had decided to transfer to a fighting regiment in the ordinary way or take a commission.’
war_poets: 25 July 1918 Max Plowman reviews Siegfried Sassoon’s Counter-Attack ‘He has delivered the finest counter-attack in the war by making a breach in the sinister ranks of official reticence and official ignorance and self-complacency. He has told the truth about the war.’
LenaDevlen: “…one never seems able to feel any resentment against an opinion which is sincerely held.” — George Orwell on disagreements with his friend Max Plowman
war_poets: 20 May 1916 Max Plowman writes to Janet Upcott ‘I am writing this when I should be doing platoon drill but the reason I’m free is that I’ve busted my leg a bit.'
war_poets: 17 May 1917 Max Plowman writes a letter which includes a poem written for the son of a family friend recently killed in action
Amid so many dead
Why should I sing of you?
Or seek to crown your head
With wreath of rue
Who wear the immortal crown ordained for you?
war_poets: 29 April 1917 Max Plowman writes to Janet Upcot from the Bowhill Auxiliary Hospital for Officers. ‘I will not trust a mind which has become so divorced from nature it cannot appreciate poetry.'
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church_burn: “Money is the shore to which every human craft is anchored and will remain anchored until mankind has learnt the greatest lesson history can teach it - how to live by a more spiritual means of exchange.” - Max Plowman
[Photo: Jonathan Greet]
war_poets: 10 March 1918 Max Plowman writes ‘No one will ever know what this war has meant for us… When the clash between instinct & reason is violent then people suffer as Hamlet suffered & I don’t know now how we did what we did. '
war_poets: 20 February 1918 Max Plowman writes ‘Yesterday morning I replied acknowledging it and adding “but as it is now more than five weeks since I tendered the resignation of my Commission I regret that I am unable to comply with these instructions”’
Rivershedge: "There is a strange emotion all objects stir when we look upon them wondering whether we do so for the last time in this life."- Max Plowman
war_poets: 3 February 1918 Max Plowman writes ‘When the average soldier says, as he almost invariably does, after his first “bad time” at the front “This isn’t war, it’s bloody murder”, he does so because he realises for the first time that he is not fighting man'
war_poets: 29 January 1915 Max Plowman writes ‘You know I think the greatest injury war inflicts comes through its power to deny women any place in it. It violates perhaps the greatest of Nature’s laws–mutual participation'
war_poets: 27 January 1917 Max Plowman writes to his younger brother ‘I shall certainly hope to see you before you do anything. Meantime two words of advice.
1.Don’t go into the ranks of anything.
2.Go into anything but Infantry.'
war_poets: 26 January 1918 Max Plowman writes to Hugh de Selincourt ‘I expect to be put under arrest any day after that… the charge will be “Refusing to obey an order.”’
war_poets: 14 January 1917 Max Plowman writes ‘I am in bed at Rouen No. 4 General Hospital feeling rather a fraud, for I’ve every limb intact and only a dull headache and a thick ear. I slept for two days at Bray. Then I was so stiff they carted me out and brought me here on a stretcher. '
war_poets: 14 January 1918 Max Plowman writes to his battalion adjutant ‘For some time past it has been becoming increasingly apparent to me that for reasons of conscientious objection I was unfitted to hold my commission in His Majesty’s army'
war_poets: 10 January 1917 Max Plowman writes 'Just now the hut contains two of the new officers posted to D Company. They are loud, swaggering, insensitive hulks, very proud of their belts after their apprenticeship as commercial travellers.’
war_poets: 3 January 1915 Max Plowman writes to his brother ‘I think the war is a bloody mess & how anybody can want to be mixed up in it beats me. No man properly alive ever kills another whether by machinery or bayonet so that war demands the grosses & foulest insensitiveness'
war_poets: 28 December 1917 Max Plowman has decided that he will refuse to continue to fight, instead making a formal protest and resigning his commission
war_poets: 24 December 1914 Max Plowman – a pacifist – enlists in the army, in the field ambulances.
war_poets: 22 December 1914 Pacifist Max Plowman writes to his brother ‘I think I’ve settled my enlistment problem. With luck I ought to be a member of the London Mounted Brigade of the Royal Field Ambulance by this time tomorrow'
war_poets: 14 December 1916 Max Plowman writes to his wife ‘I wonder whether “the Red Hats” really believe all they appear to. For instance, that it’s certain that the ultimate decision of the war will come in the west'
war_poets: 13 December 1916 Max Plowman attends a lecture by a divisional staff-captain ‘He is tremendously keen, not in the least ominiscient, and adding to his keenness humour, and being himself obviously fearless, his words catch on.'
war_poets: 1 December 1916 Max Plowman writes of his best N.C.O. ‘Here’s a wisp of a man with a permanently troublesome knee. He has just come from trenches, said to be worse than Ypres in 1914, where he has done two men’s work, besides helping crocks out of the mud'
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war_poets: 23 August 1915 Max Plowman writes to his brother ‘I told the C.O. this morning I had decided to transfer to a fighting regiment in the ordinary way or take a commission.’
WarPoetsAssn: Max Plowman was born in London, worked in his father’s brick works, then became a journalist. A conscientious objector, he nevertheless joined the RAMC Ambulance service, then took a commission. Concussed by a shell on the Somme, he was treated by Dr Rivers at Craiglockhart.
WarPoetsAssn: No. God in every one of you was slain;
For killing men is always killing God,
Though life destroyed shall come to life again
And loveliness rise from the sodden sod.
But if of life we do destroy the best,
God wanders wide, and weeps in his unrest.
Max Plowman 1917
war_poets: 25 July 1918 Max Plowman reviews Siegfried Sassoon’s Counter-Attack ‘He has delivered the finest counter-attack in the war by making a breach in the sinister ranks of official reticence and official ignorance and self-complacency. He has told the truth about the war.’
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war_poets: 20 May 1916 Max Plowman writes to Janet Upcott ‘I am writing this when I should be doing platoon drill but the reason I’m free is that I’ve busted my leg a bit.'
war_poets: 17 May 1917 Max Plowman writes a letter which includes a poem written for the son of a family friend recently killed in action
Amid so many dead
Why should I sing of you?
Or seek to crown your head
With wreath of rue
Who wear the immortal crown ordained for you?
war_poets: 29 April 1917 Max Plowman writes to Janet Upcot from the Bowhill Auxiliary Hospital for Officers. ‘I will not trust a mind which has become so divorced from nature it cannot appreciate poetry.'
wilfowl25: "We seem to be here under the constraint of some malevolent idiot." From A Subaltern on the Somme by Max Plowman. How history repeats itself...
war_poets: 10 March 1918 Max Plowman writes ‘No one will ever know what this war has meant for us… When the clash between instinct & reason is violent then people suffer as Hamlet suffered & I don’t know now how we did what we did. '
war_poets: 20 February 1918 Max Plowman writes ‘Yesterday morning I replied acknowledging it and adding “but as it is now more than five weeks since I tendered the resignation of my Commission I regret that I am unable to comply with these instructions”’
war_poets: 3 February 1918 Max Plowman writes ‘When the average soldier says, as he almost invariably does, after his first “bad time” at the front “This isn’t war, it’s bloody murder”, he does so because he realises for the first time that he is not fighting man'
war_poets: 29 January 1915 Max Plowman writes ‘You know I think the greatest injury war inflicts comes through its power to deny women any place in it. It violates perhaps the greatest of Nature’s laws–mutual participation'
war_poets: 26 January 1918 Max Plowman writes to Hugh de Selincourt ‘I expect to be put under arrest any day after that… the charge will be “Refusing to obey an order.”’
war_poets: 14 January 1917 Max Plowman writes ‘I am in bed at Rouen No. 4 General Hospital feeling rather a fraud, for I’ve every limb intact and only a dull headache and a thick ear. I slept for two days at Bray. Then I was so stiff they carted me out and brought me here on a stretcher. '
war_poets: 14 January 1918 Max Plowman writes to his battalion adjutant ‘For some time past it has been becoming increasingly apparent to me that for reasons of conscientious objection I was unfitted to hold my commission in His Majesty’s army'
war_poets: 10 January 1917 Max Plowman writes 'Just now the hut contains two of the new officers posted to D Company. They are loud, swaggering, insensitive hulks, very proud of their belts after their apprenticeship as commercial travellers.’
war_poets: 3 January 1915 Max Plowman writes to his brother ‘I think the war is a bloody mess & how anybody can want to be mixed up in it beats me. No man properly alive ever kills another whether by machinery or bayonet so that war demands the grosses & foulest insensitiveness'
nwwrestling14: Max Yendra lose by pin fall in :49 to Carter Plowman of Conestoga.
war_poets: 28 December 1917 Max Plowman has decided that he will refuse to continue to fight, instead making a formal protest and resigning his commission
war_poets: 24 December 1914 Max Plowman – a pacifist – enlists in the army, in the field ambulances.
war_poets: 22 December 1914 Pacifist Max Plowman writes to his brother ‘I think I’ve settled my enlistment problem. With luck I ought to be a member of the London Mounted Brigade of the Royal Field Ambulance by this time tomorrow'
war_poets: 14 December 1916 Max Plowman writes to his wife ‘I wonder whether “the Red Hats” really believe all they appear to. For instance, that it’s certain that the ultimate decision of the wear will come in the west'
war_poets: 13 December 1916 Max Plowman attends a lecture by a divisional staff-captain ‘He is tremendously keen, not in the least ominiscient, and adding to his keenness humour, and being himself obviously fearless, his words catch on.'
war_poets: 1 December 1916 Max Plowman writes of his best N.C.O. ‘Here’s a wisp of a man with a permanently troublesome knee. He has just come from trenches, said to be worse than Ypres in 1914, where he has done two men’s work, besides helping crocks out of the mud'
war_poets: 5 September 1918 Max Plowman writes to Hugh de Selincourt noting that his manuscript ‘The Problem of Pacifism’ has been rejected by Allen & Unwin with the remark that in wartime it will “not prove remunerative”.’
LucyLondon7: 1st September 1883 birth of British WW1 soldier poet Max Plowman
FreeWil23: “Money is the shore to which every human craft is anchored and will remain anchored until mankind has learnt the greatest lesson history can teach it - how to live by a more spiritual means of exchange.”
Max Plowman
war_poets: 23 August 1915 Max Plowman writes to his brother ‘I told the C.O. this morning I had decided to transfer to a fighting regiment in the ordinary way or take a commission.’
MaxCoatesRacing: Max Coates is going live - TeamBRIT Weekly Social
Max is racing on Assetto Corsa Competizione driving an Aston Martin GT3 V12 against TeamBRIT's drivers, LeMans class Winner Martin Plowman, British GT's Alex Toth-Jones & Freddie Hunt.
MaxCoatesRacing: Max Coates is going live - TeamBRIT Weekly Social
Max is racing on Assetto Corsa Competizione driving an Aston Martin GT3 V12 against TeamBRIT's drivers, LeMans class Winner Martin Plowman, British GT's Alex Toth-Jones & Freddie Hunt.
MaxCoatesRacing: Max Coates is going live - TeamBRIT Weekly Social
Max is racing on Assetto Corsa Competizione driving an Aston Martin GT3 V12 against TeamBRIT's drivers, LeMans class Winner Martin Plowman, British GT's Alex Toth-Jones & Freddie Hunt.
JulianoZen: "Organised warfare of any kind is always organised murder, so wholly do I believe in the doctrine of Incarnation (that God indeed lives in every human body) that I believe that killing men is always killing God." - Max Plowman 1883-1941
MaxCoatesRacing: Max Coates is going live - TeamBRIT Weekly Social
Max is racing on Assetto Corsa Competizione driving an Aston Martin GT3 V12 against TeamBRIT's drivers, LeMans class Winner Martin Plowman, British GT's Alex Toth-Jones & Freddie Hunt.
MaxCoatesRacing: Max Coates is going live - TeamBRIT Weekly Social
Max is racing on Assetto Corsa Competizione driving an Aston Martin GT3 V12 against TeamBRIT's drivers, LeMans class Winner Martin Plowman, British GT's Alex Toth-Jones & Freddie Hunt.
MaxCoatesRacing: Max Coates is going live - TeamBRIT Weekly Social
Max is racing on Assetto Corsa Competizione driving an Aston Martin GT3 V12 against TeamBRIT's drivers, LeMans class Winner Martin Plowman, British GT's Alex Toth-Jones & Freddie Hunt.
war_poets: 20 May 1916 Max Plowman writes to Janet Upcott ‘I am writing this when I should be doing platoon drill but the reason I’m free is that I’ve busted my leg a bit.'
war_poets: 17 May 1917 Max Plowman writes a letter which includes a poem written for the son of a family friend recently killed in action
Amid so many dead
Why should I sing of you?
Or seek to crown your head
With wreath of rue
Who wear the immortal crown ordained for you?
MaxCoatesRacing: Max Coates is going live - TeamBRIT Weekly Social
Max is racing on Assetto Corsa Competizione driving an Aston Martin GT3 V12 against TeamBRIT's drivers, LeMans class Winner Martin Plowman, British GT's Alex Toth-Jones & Freddie Hunt.
MaxCoatesRacing: Max Coates is going live - TeamBRIT Weekly Social
Max is racing on Assetto Corsa Competizione driving an Aston Martin GT3 V12 against TeamBRIT's drivers, LeMans class Winner Martin Plowman, British GT's Alex Toth-Jones & Freddie Hunt.
MaxCoatesRacing: Max Coates is going live - TeamBRIT Weekly Social
Max is racing on Assetto Corsa Competizione driving an Aston Martin GT3 V12 against TeamBRIT's drivers, LeMans class Winner Martin Plowman, British GT's Alex Toth-Jones & Freddie Hunt.
MaxCoatesRacing: Max Coates is going live - TeamBRIT Weekly Social
Max is racing on Assetto Corsa Competizione driving an Aston Martin GT3 V12 against TeamBRIT's drivers, LeMans class Winner Martin Plowman, British GT's Alex Toth-Jones & Freddie Hunt.
MaxCoatesRacing: Max Coates is going live - TeamBRIT Weekly Social
Max is racing on Assetto Corsa Competizione driving an Aston Martin GT3 V12 against TeamBRIT's drivers, LeMans class Winner Martin Plowman, British GT's Alex Toth-Jones & Freddie Hunt.
MaxCoatesRacing: Max Coates is going live - TeamBRIT Weekly Social
Max is racing on Assetto Corsa Competizione driving an Aston Martin GT3 V12 against TeamBRIT's drivers, LeMans class Winner Martin Plowman, British GT's Alex Toth-Jones & Freddie Hunt.
war_poets: 29 April 1917 Max Plowman writes to Janet Upcot from the Bowhill Auxiliary Hospital for Officers. ‘I met one rather interesting man up here. a Dr Rivers who’s a professor of Psychology at Cambridge. He’s at Craiglockhart Edinburgh from which this place is an offshoot'
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war_poets: 10 March 1918 Max Plowman writes ‘No one will ever know what this war has meant for us… When the clash between instinct & reason is violent then people suffer as Hamlet suffered & I don’t know now how we did what we did.'
war_poets: 20 February 1918 Max Plowman ‘I found a note waiting for me...telling me to go to the Reserve Battalion...I replied “as it is now more than five weeks since I tendered the resignation of my Commission I regret that I am unable to comply with these instructions”’
war_poets: 3 February 1918 Max Plowman ‘When the average soldier says, after his first “bad time” at the front “This isn’t war, it’s bloody murder”, he does so because he realises that he is not fighting man but that he is pitting his flesh & blood against killing-machinery.’
war_poets: 29 January 1915 Max Plowman writes ‘The surprising thing about war is that all the REAL consciousness of it falls upon woman. Directly a man joins the army he forfeits his self-consciousness & becomes a tiny piece of machinery–the more accurately mechanical the better'
war_poets: 26 January 1918 Max Plowman writes to Hugh de Selincourt ‘have my meals brought me as I don’t want to inflict my necessarily chilling company on the “Mess”, & all day long (subject to conditions) I do just what I damned well please.'
war_poets: 14 January 1917 Max Plowman writes ‘I am in bed at Rouen No. 4 General Hospital feeling rather a fraud, for I’ve every limb intact and only a dull headache and a thick ear. I slept for two days at Bray. Then I was so stiff they carted me out and brought me here on a stretcher.'
