Deaths
Birth years link to the corresponding " in poetry" article:
- January 21 – John Kendrick Bangs, 59, American author, satirist, poet and the creator of Bangsian fantasy, a school of fantasy writing that sets the plot wholly or partially in the afterlife
- February 3 – John Butler Yeats, poet
- March 18 – Tamura Ryuichi 田村隆 (died 1998), Japanese Shōwa period poet, essayist and translator of English-language novels and poetry
- April 19 - Marjorie Pickthall (born 1883), was an English born Canadian writer.
- May 13 – Walter Alexander Raleigh (born 1861), Scottish scholar, poet and author
- July 8 – Mori Ōgai 森 鷗外 / 森 鴎外 (born 1862), Japanese physician, translator, novelist and poet
- September 2 – Henry Lawson, 55, Australian writer and poet
- September 10 – Wilfrid Scawen Blunt, 82 (born 1840), British poet and writer
- November 27 – Alice Meynell, 75 (born 1847), née Thompson, English writer, editor, critic, and suffragist, now remembered mainly as a poet
- December 4 – Josephine Peabody (born c. 1874), American poet and playwright
Read more about this topic: 1922 In Poetry
Famous quotes containing the word deaths:
“There is the guilt all soldiers feel for having broken the taboo against killing, a guilt as old as war itself. Add to this the soldier’s sense of shame for having fought in actions that resulted, indirectly or directly, in the deaths of civilians. Then pile on top of that an attitude of social opprobrium, an attitude that made the fighting man feel personally morally responsible for the war, and you get your proverbial walking time bomb.”
—Philip Caputo (b. 1941)
“As deaths have accumulated I have begun to think of life and death as a set of balance scales. When one is young, the scale is heavily tipped toward the living. With the first death, the first consciousness of death, the counter scale begins to fall. Death by death, the scales shift weight until what was unthinkable becomes merely a matter of gravity and the fall into death becomes an easy step.”
—Alison Hawthorne Deming (b. 1946)
“You lived too long, we have supped full with heroes,
they waste their deaths on us.”
—C.D. Andrews (1913–1992)