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Wilfred Owen
(1893-1918 / Shropshire / England)
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71 poems of Wilfred Owen
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''We only know war lasts, rain soaks, and clouds sag stormy.''
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Wilfred Owen (1893-1918), British poet. Exposure (l. 12). . .
Norton Anthology of Modern Poetry, The. Richard Ellmann and Robert O'Clair, eds. (2d...
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''A mead
Bordered about with warbling water brooks.
A maid
Laughing the love-laugh with me; proud of looks.''
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Wilfred Owen (1893-1918), British poet. From My Diary, July 1914 (l. 17-20). . .
Faber Book of Modern Verse, The. Michael Roberts, ed. (4th ed. re...
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''Bees
Shaking the heavy dews from bloom and frond.
Boys
Bursting the surface of the ebony pond.''
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Wilfred Owen (1893-1918), British poet. From My Diary, July 1914 (l. 9-12). . .
Faber Book of Modern Verse, The. Michael Roberts, ed. (4th ed. rev...
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''Was it for this the clay grew tall?
MO what made fatuous sunbeams toil
To break earth's sleep at all?''
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Wilfred Owen (1893-1918), British poet. Futility (l. 12-14). . .
Oxford Book of War Poetry, The. Jon Stallworthy, ed. (1984) Oxford University Pre...
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''Move him into the sun—
Gently its touch awoke him once,
At home, whispering of fields half-sown.''
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Wilfred Owen (1893-1918), British poet. Futility (l. 1-3). . .
Oxford Book of War Poetry, The. Jon Stallworthy, ed. (1984) Oxford University Press...
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''Heart, you were never hot
Nor large, nor full like hearts made great with shot;''
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Wilfred Owen (1893-1918), British poet. Greater Love (l. 19-20). . .
Norton Anthology of Modern Poetry, The. Richard Ellmann and Robert O'Clair, e...
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''Red lips are not so red As the stained stones kissed by the English dead.''
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Wilfred Owen (1893-1918), British poet. "Greater Love," (l. 1-2) (written 1917), publ. In The Poems of Wilfred Owen, ed. Edmund Blunden (1931).
Op...
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''Your slender attitude
Trembles not exquisite like limbs knife-skewed,''
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Wilfred Owen (1893-1918), British poet. Greater Love (l. 7-8). . .
Norton Anthology of Modern Poetry, The. Richard Ellmann and Robert O'Clair, eds...
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''Happy are men who yet before they are killed
Can let their veins run cold.''
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Wilfred Owen (1893-1918), British poet. Insensibility (l. 1-2). . .
Oxford Book of Twentieth-Century English Verse, The. Philip Larkin, ed. (1973)...
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By choice they made themselves immune
To pity and whatever moans in man
Before the last sea and the hapless stars;
Whatever mourns when many leave these shores;
Whatever shares
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Wilfred Owen (1893-1918), British poet. Insensibility (l. 54-59). . .
Oxford Book of Twentieth-Century English Verse, The. Philip Larkin, ed. (197...
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