The Poet As Hero Poem by Siegfried Sassoon

The Poet As Hero

Rating: 2.5


You've heard me, scornful, harsh, and discontented,
Mocking and loathing War: you've asked me why
Of my old, silly sweetness I've repented--
My ecstasies changed to an ugly cry.

You are aware that once I sought the Grail,
Riding in armour bright, serene and strong;
And it was told that through my infant wail
There rose immortal semblances of song.

But now I've said good-bye to Galahad,
And am no more the knight of dreams and show:
For lust and senseless hatred make me glad,
And my killed friends are with me where I go.
Wound for red wound I burn to smite their wrongs;
And there is absolution in my songs.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
GMoore 14 November 2018

Sassoon's poetry is one of the quiet reminders of another human catastrophe, WWI. But this site should really consider updating its format. Cluttered, injected videos, separated titles and print. And usually the print is simply cut and paste, not really formatted with the poem in mind. Anyone really interested in poetry might find PoetryHunter.com a bit clunky.

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