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Dulce et Decorum Est

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs, 203 more words


Call for volunteers to unearth the story of Wilfred Owen's military training camp

An army of volunteers is needed to help uncover the secrets of a former Surrey military camp where renowned war poet Wilfred Owen penned a prelude to his famous ‘Anthem for Doomed Youth’. 489 more words


It Is Sweet and Proper to Die for One's Country

I promised you a poem from a different perspective about war. This was one introduced to me by one of my university professors.

Dulce et Decorum Est… 237 more words



Ned occurs sporting

fish gourds.

Slinging hush,

wordbads too uggo

to stink out odious air,

being made

as I am of late

made over

anew of dun nomadic clingfilm, 46 more words


Saturday Poem: 'A New Heaven' by Wilfred Owen

Seeing we never found gay fairyland
(Though still we crouched by bluebells moon by moon)
And missed the tide of Lethe; yet are soon
For that new bridge that leaves old Styx half-spanned; 83 more words

Wilfred Owen's Spring Offensive

Spring Offensive

Halted against the shade of a last hill,
They fed, and, lying easy, were at ease
And, finding comfortable chests and knees
Carelessly slept. 348 more words

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As many of my relatives worked and some died whilst working as miners, I always find this poem very evocative…

There was a whispering in my hearth, 173 more words