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Topic - Matthew Hollis
By no means the least talented of those killed in World War I, Edward Thomas has always been the odd man out among "war poets." Perhaps this is because his verse did not for the most part deal with the conflict that ended his life abruptly with a shell blast in April 1917.
Author Andrew Miller on Tuesday won Britain's lucrative Costa Book Award for his historical novel, "Pure," set in Paris in the years leading up to the French Revolution.
Thomas biographer Matthew Hollis, himself a prize-winning poet, quotes near the end of his deeply sympathetic, intuitive book about the last five years of Thomas' life the penciled lines written on the last pages of his war diary: