Siegfried Sassoon

(1886 - 1967 / Kent / England)

Siegfried Sassoon Poems

1. Christ And The Soldier 11/25/2014
2. Sporting Acquaintances 3/31/2010
3. Ex-Service 3/31/2010
4. The Road 3/31/2010
5. In An Underground Dressing Station 3/31/2010
6. The Rear-Guard 3/31/2010
7. The Portrait 3/31/2010
8. Solar Eclipse 3/31/2010
9. The Triumph 3/31/2010
10. Because We Are Going 3/31/2010
11. The Redeemer 3/31/2010
12. Before Day 3/31/2010
13. Today 1/3/2003
14. Prelude: The Troops 3/31/2010
15. To Leonide Massine In ‘cleopatra’ 1/3/2003
16. The Goldsmith 1/3/2003
17. Microcosmos 3/31/2010
18. The Road To Ruin 3/31/2010
19. What The Captain Said At The Point-To-Point 1/3/2003
20. Villon 1/3/2003
21. South Wind 1/3/2003
22. Thrushes 1/3/2003
23. Grandeur Of Ghosts 3/31/2010
24. Joy-Bells 1/3/2003
25. Two Hundred Years After 1/3/2003
26. The Working Party 1/3/2003
27. Wraiths 1/3/2003
28. Invocation 1/3/2003
29. The Investiture 1/3/2003
30. Goblin Revel 1/3/2003
31. Fancy Dress 1/3/2003
32. Morning-Land 1/3/2003
33. The Redeemer 1/3/2003
34. Editorial Impressions 1/3/2003
35. The Road 1/3/2003
36. Wonderment 1/3/2003
37. Twelve Months After 1/3/2003
38. The Heritage 1/3/2003
39. Tree And Sky 1/3/2003
40. To A Very Wise Man 1/3/2003

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    How are these comments so awful and pointless when the poems are so incedibly sad and bitter? Didnt you read any of them? If you did, how can you waste your time with such stupid comments when wars just as bad are still going on today? There are bigger things to get upset about than whether or not you get " liked" on a set of computer comments

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    i greatly appreciate the amount of moral support i have received in these years prier to my death.
    - sassoon

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Best Poem of Siegfried Sassoon

Aftermath

Have you forgotten yet?...
For the world's events have rumbled on since those gagged days,
Like traffic checked while at the crossing of city-ways:
And the haunted gap in your mind has filled with thoughts that flow
Like clouds in the lit heaven of life; and you're a man reprieved to go,
Taking your peaceful share of Time, with joy to spare.
But the past is just the same--and War's a bloody game...
Have you forgotten yet?...
Look down, and swear by the slain of the War that you'll never forget.

Do you remember the dark months you held the sector at ...

Read the full of Aftermath

Concert Party

(EGYPTIAN BASE CAMP)


They are gathering round....
Out of the twilight; over the grey-blue sand,
Shoals of low-jargoning men drift inward to the sound—
The jangle and throb of a piano ... tum-ti-tum...
Drawn by a lamp, they come
Out of the glimmering lines of their tents, over the shuffling sand.