News at Eleven: I strolled into one of Dublin's finest

long-established independent bookshops and asked the assistant who was positioned closest to the poetry section whether they had in stock, or could order, any books by the American poet HD. The response was instant and, for me at least, decisive: "How do you spell that?" I left.

One hundred years ago this May, a young Pennsylvanian woman called Hilda Doolittle arrived in London in the company of her then-lover Frances Gregg and Gregg's mother.

from The Guardian: HD in London: When Imagism arrived

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