'When lo! An angel called him out of heaven,
Saying, Lay not a hand upon that lad,
But the old man would not so, but slew his son,
And half the seed of Europe, one by one.'
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I looked up this poem because Francis Duggan had valued it. I must say the first four lines made me go wow wow right between the eyes and inspired a new interest in Wilfred Owen. thanks
A great poem you have written here Jerry about a young soldier poet who did not live to achieve his full potential
I came to Wilfred Owen's astounding chronicle of pathos singing in a performance of Britten's War Requiem as part of a chorus of over 200 voices. As I struggled to stop trembling at the concert's end, I looked up and saw at least 100 women weeping.
Darling, your love for Wilfred Owen (like a son) flows through your words in this wonderful tribute to an exceptional poet and a brave young man. This one always brings tears. love, Allie xxxx
Beautiful Jerry. I love Wlfred Owens poems, they are so moving and give such a picture of life in the trenches etc., what an experience for any young lad. A great legacy left for us. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
Great poem to a great poet.It amazes me that after reading such graphic poems as those by Wilfred Owen people still send their sons to war...duh! !