Wilfred Owen

(1893-1918 / Shropshire / England)

I Know The Music - Poem by Wilfred Owen

All sounds have been as music to my listening:
Pacific lamentations of slow bells,
The crunch of boots on blue snow rosy-glistening,
Shuffle of autumn leaves; and all farewells:

Bugles that sadden all the evening air,
And country bells clamouring their last appeals
Before [the] music of the evening prayer;
Bridges, sonorous under carriage wheels.

Gurgle of sluicing surge through hollow rocks,
The gluttonous lapping of the waves on weeds,
Whisper of grass; the myriad-tinkling flocks,
The warbling drawl of flutes and shepherds' reeds.

The orchestral noises of October nights
Blowing ( ) symphonetic storms
Of startled clarions ( )
Drums, rumbling and rolling thunderous and ( ).

Thrilling of throstles in the keen blue dawn,
Bees fumbling and fuming over sainfoin-fields.


Comments about I Know The Music by Wilfred Owen

  • (6/7/2016 11:26:00 PM)


    This seems elementary compared to his other peices. Still it offers perspective and detail. I wonder if maybe the simplicity in the style was manipulated to capture the idea of how simple it is to observe and find the beauty in simple things. If so, well played. (Report) Reply

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  • Crystal Rosser (7/26/2014 9:31:00 PM)


    He knows the music sung by nature. Stop and smell the roses and listen to their music as well... (Report) Reply

  • Birgitta Abimbola Heikka (7/26/2014 7:04:00 PM)


    Lovely poem. Could hear the music of the slow bells, the shuffle of autumn leaves etc (Report) Reply

  • Brian Jani (6/19/2014 5:12:00 AM)


    What a well written poem Mr Pound (Report) Reply

  • Kevin Straw (7/26/2012 6:34:00 PM)


    Anyone who thinks this is a good poem knows nothing about poetry. (Report) Reply

  • (7/26/2012 2:35:00 PM)


    The sounds of life harmonize for the willing listener. (Report) Reply

  • Surhdique Adeogun (7/26/2012 7:21:00 AM)


    a transcedent poetic piece, carefully thought out.totally like the simple diction and the endrhyme (Report) Reply

  • (7/26/2011 7:07:00 PM)


    An interesting fragment. Owen used a number of the ideas, most notably the bells, in his more famous Anthem for Doomed Youth (qv) . I'm sure someone will correct me if I am wrong but I think this might be an early piece written before his war experiences, at any rate the contrast in style is stark and most revealing. (Report) Reply

  • (7/26/2010 4:20:00 AM)


    Words project a heighten sense of reality, in a melodious musical word formation of feelings. (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh T A (7/26/2010 2:29:00 AM)


    Music of Nature is wonderfully observed and expressed in this nice poem! (Report) Reply

  • Kevin Straw (7/26/2009 6:21:00 AM)


    This is not Owen at his best. It reads like a first draft. (Report) Reply

  • (7/26/2007 4:49:00 PM)


    Very nice has a great flow. Nice job.
    Gloria J Comingore
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  • (7/26/2005 6:13:00 AM)


    This is a most beautiful poem. I am honoured to have read it. I can hear the bells ringing....now I must read more of your poetry. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

Poem Edited: Friday, July 29, 2011


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