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Arms and the Boy

Arms and the Boy
by Wilfred Owen

Let the boy try along this bayonet-blade
How cold steel is, and keen with hunger of blood;
Blue with all malice, like a madman’s flash; 74 more words

Art

Two Tiny Poems on War -- Sad and Funny Ones; and One Verse That Is Not Funny at All

THE ANIMALS HAVE ARRIVED!  This is the gate they have been seeking — to a world without war!

And here, my friends, are two of their favorite poems.   411 more words

The Last Laugh

The Last Laugh
by Wilfred Owen

‘Oh! Jesus Christ! I’m hit,’ he said; and died.
Whether he vainly cursed or prayed indeed,
The Bullets chirped-In vain, vain, vain! 69 more words

Art

Holiday or holy day

Wilfred Owen was a British poet who built his reputation as a severe critic of the First World War. (In fact, he lost his life in France two weeks before the Armistice was signed.) As a result of the carnage he witnessed in the trenches young Owen, like so many men of that generation, lost his supernatural faith.  330 more words

Christianity

In Honor of National Poetry Month: War Poems

By Charlton “Chuck” Stanley

I first became interested in war poems when I discovered the work of Wilfred Owen. He was killed exactly one week before the Armistice was signed in November 1918. 268 more words

Anthem for Doomed Youth

Anthem for Doomed Youth
by Wilfred Owen

What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?
Only the monstrous anger of the guns.
Only the stuttering rifles’ rapid rattle… 88 more words

Art

The General by Siegfried Sassoon

‘Good-morning; good-morning!’ the General said
When we met him last week on our way to the line.
Now the soldiers he smiled at are most of ’em dead, 489 more words

20th Century