Falkirk 1943
Just a book in a charity shop it was
"The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations"
(Third impression, revised, 1943),
Except for a dedication:
"Presented to Miss H C Barr as a mark
Of esteem from her Falkirk colleagues
On the occasion of her transfer to Glasgow 13"
There was a formal stamp in purple:
"H M Inspector of Taxes, 4th December 1943,
Mission Lane, Falkirk, Scotland"
Endorsed with thirty signatures, but just two men,
Ian and Graeme (it was after all, war-time)
Two Isobels and a Peggy
(There were funnily enough, four Joans)
Who were you H C Barr (was it Helen or HIlda?)?
And was leaving for Glasgow your idea?
Was it you that later underlined in red Burns'
"And my faise lover stole my rose
But ah, he left the thorn in me"?
And with Christmas three weeks off
Was an office tree up and
Did rationing bite amid the snow?
Were farewell toddies drunk when
Talk turned to the bombing?
Above all, did your men survive?
I still have the book but
What became of you H C Barr?
Greg Freeman
Tue 28th Apr 2020 12:56
An excellent, unusual poem that conjures up a particular time and place, and with room for conjecture.