Tag Archives: Wilfred Owen

Would I Were in Grantchester

The BBC series “Grantchester” owes its inspiration to a Rupert Brooke poem.

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The Fellowship of Soldiers

In a poem for Veterans Day, Wilfred Owen captures the heartfelt emotions and the bonding that soldiers experience. Some of these emotions are genuinely moving, others are disturbing.

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Poetry Changed during World War I

The horrors of World War I created some great poetry. But not in its early days.

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He Sleeps Less Cold Than We Who Wake

Wilfred Owen’s “Asleep” looks with sorrow at the death of a comrade.

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Hagel: “No Glory, Only Suffering in War”

Some of Chuck Hagel’s statements about war are reminiscent of the anti-war poetry of Wilfred Owen.

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Lamentation and Weeping in Newtown

The Sandy Hook killings recall the Biblical massacre of the innocents, referenced in “Moby Dick.”

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Sacrifice Ram of Pride, Not Isaac

Rumi honors the Muslim holiday of Eid Al-Adha, which centers on the story of Abraham and Isaac.

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Memorializing Our Lost Innocence

Wilfred Owen’s “Strange Meeting” is not only about the soldiers who have died but how their death taints the living.

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Weep, For You May Touch Them Not

In his poem “Greater Love,” Owen describes two deaths. One is the physical death of soldiers, which is tragic enough. But the other death is also heartbreaking: the death of innocence that occurs when people become intimately acquainted with war.

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