Siegfried Sassoon

(1886 - 1967 / Kent / England)

Siegfried Sassoon Poems

121. Butterflies 1/3/2003
122. The Poet As Hero 1/3/2003
123. Arcady Unheeding 1/3/2003
124. Repression Of War Experience 1/3/2003
125. Blighters 1/3/2003
126. At Carnoy 1/3/2003
127. To Any Dead Officer 1/3/2003
128. Conscripts 1/3/2003
129. Memory 1/3/2003
130. Ancestors 1/3/2003
131. Before The Battle 1/3/2003
132. Survivors 1/3/2003
133. Glory Of Women 1/3/2003
134. Atrocities 3/31/2010
135. At Daybreak 1/3/2003
136. Bombardment 1/3/2003
137. Counter-Attack 1/3/2003
138. An Old French Poet 1/3/2003
139. The Death-Bed 1/3/2003
140. How To Die 1/3/2003
141. 'They' 1/3/2003
142. Arms And The Man 1/3/2003
143. A Poplar And The Moon 1/3/2003
144. The Dug-Out 1/3/2003
145. A Working Party 1/1/2004
146. Banishment 1/3/2003
147. Autumn 1/3/2003
148. Died Of Wounds 1/3/2003
149. Everyone Sang 1/3/2003
150. A Wanderer 1/3/2003
151. The General 1/3/2003
152. Base Details 1/3/2003
153. A Subaltern 1/3/2003
154. A Child's Prayer 1/3/2003
155. A Whispered Tale 1/3/2003
156. Alone 1/3/2003
157. “the Rank Stench Of Those Bodies Haunts Me Still” 3/31/2010
158. A Mystic As Soldier 1/3/2003
159. Ancient History 1/3/2003
160. Hero 1/3/2003

Comments about Siegfried Sassoon

  • Jhon Smith (12/2/2016 6:18:00 AM)

    my Favourite poem by him is Attack

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  • Ferg Fred Ferg Fred (12/2/2016 6:08:00 AM)

    this poem makes me feel young again
    inspirational

    yours sinsirly

    ferg fred

  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini (3/2/2016 2:16:00 PM)

    One of the great poets from World War I, Sassoon was also known for his fictionalised autobiographies, praised for their evocation of English country life.

  • Lord Andrew Barham (3/18/2015 8:22:00 AM)

    Get rid of the goddamned video voice over – it's about as poetic as a sore arsehole!

  • Tim Williams (4/24/2007 9:25:00 PM)

    This is interesting

Best Poem of Siegfried Sassoon

Suicide In The Trenches

I knew a simple soldier boy
Who grinned at life in empty joy,
Slept soundly through the lonesome dark,
And whistled early with the lark.

In winter trenches, cowed and glum,
With crumps and lice and lack of rum,
He put a bullet through his brain.
No one spoke of him again.

You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye
Who cheer when soldier lads march by,
Sneak home and pray you'll never know
The hell where youth and laughter go.

Read the full of Suicide In The Trenches

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.

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