Wilfred Owen

(1893-1918 / Shropshire / England)

Wilfred Owen Poems

41. Happiness 1/3/2003
42. Miners 1/3/2003
43. A Terre (Being The Philosophy Of Many Soldiers) 1/3/2003
44. The Young Soldier 1/3/2003
45. Winter Song 1/3/2003
46. Schoolmistress 1/3/2003
47. S.I.W. 1/3/2003
48. The End 12/31/2002
49. Conscious 12/31/2002
50. The Dead-Beat 12/31/2002
51. Insensibility 12/31/2002
52. Spring Offensive 12/31/2002
53. But I Was Looking At The Permanent Stars 1/3/2003
54. A Terre 12/31/2002
55. Inspection 1/3/2003
56. At A Calvary Near The Ancre 12/31/2002
57. The Sentry 12/31/2002
58. The Letter 1/3/2003
59. The Send-Off 12/31/2002
60. Soldier's Dream 1/3/2003
61. An Imperial Elegy 1/3/2003
62. The Parable Of The Old Man And The Young 12/31/2002
63. [i Saw His Round Mouth's Crimson] 1/1/2004
64. Cramped In That Funnelled Hole 1/3/2003
65. Greater Love 12/31/2002
66. Apologia Pro Poemate Meo 12/31/2002
67. Arms And The Boy 12/31/2002
68. Elegy In April And September 1/3/2003
69. The Last Laugh 1/3/2003
70. Strange Meeting 12/31/2002
71. The Next War 1/3/2003
72. Beauty 1/3/2003
73. A New Heaven 1/3/2003
74. I Know The Music 1/3/2003
75. Mental Cases 12/31/2002
76. Exposure 12/31/2002
77. Futility 12/31/2002
78. Asleep 1/3/2003
79. 1914 1/3/2003
80. Disabled 12/31/2002

Comments about Wilfred Owen

  • Sarah Munafo (1/6/2006 7:44:00 AM)

    Unfortunately, this is not a very representative collection of his works. He wrote some excellent, more light-hearted poetry, as well as the very emotive war poems, and to round off your knowledge of this wonderful poet, I would advise going to the bookshop and purchasing an anthology of his work. A couple of decades ago, there was an excellent book entitled 'Up the Line to Death', which concentrated primarily on the war poems of men such as Owen, Sassoon, Graves, Brooke - but also included a fair share of their other work. See if you can find something similar, and enjoy 'Shadwell Stair', for example.

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  • Lewis Griffin (7/4/2005 6:07:00 AM)

    Dulce et Decorum Est os a very good poem. I may only be 14 but this poem speaks about the grimness of war unlike some poets who described it to be excellent.

Best Poem of Wilfred Owen

Dulce Et Decorum Est

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned out backs,
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots,
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame, all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of gas-shells dropping softly behind.

Gas! GAS! Quick, boys! - An ecstasy of fumbling
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time,
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime.- ...

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Hospital Barge

Budging the sluggard ripples of the Somme,
A barge round old Cérisy slowly slewed.
Softly her engines down the current screwed,
And chuckled softly with contented hum,
Till fairy tinklings struck their croonings dumb.
The waters rumpling at the stern subdued;
The lock-gate took her bulging amplitude;
Gently from out the gurgling lock she swum.

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