Wilfred Owen

Owen's war poetry is a passionate expression of outrage at the horrors of war and of pity for the young soldiers sacrificed in it. It is dramatic and memorable, whether describing physical horror, such as inвЂ? Dulce et Decorum Est’ or the unseen, mental torment such as inвЂ? Disabled’. His diverse use of instantly understandable imagery and technique is what makes him the most memorable of the war poets. His poetry evokes more from us than simple disgust and sympathy; issues previously unconsidered are brought to our attention. One of Owen’s talents is to convey his complex messages very proficiently. InвЂ? Dulce et Decorum EstвЂ™Ð²Ð‚"вЂ? If in some smothering dreams you too could pace / Behind the wagon that we flung him in’ the horror of witnessing this event becomes eternal through dreams. Though this boy died an innocent, war allowed no time to give his death dignity, which makes the horror so more poignant and haunting. This is touched on inвЂ? Mental CasesвЂ™Ð²Ð‚"вЂ? Treading blood from lungs that had loved laughter / Always they must see these things and hear them’. Many of the sights which will haunt the surviving soldiers are not what the officials have ordered them to do, but what they have done to save their own lives. It is the tragedy of war that you are not able to stop to help a dying man. They then, not only physically scarred and mentally changed, carry remedyless guilt with them. They have survived, at the expense of othersвЂ"вЂ? Why speak not they of comrades that went under?’ (вЂ?Spring Offensive’). Another dimension is that even the enemy soldiers are just like them, it is the politicians and generals who have caused this war, not these ordinary men. This is explored inвЂ? Strange Meeting’ - the meeting of an enemy who is really aвЂ? friend’.

Many of Owen’s poems share resentment towards the generals and those at home who have encouraged war.вЂ? Disabled’ has a very bitter toneвЂ"вЂ? Aye, that was it, to please the giddy jilts’.вЂ? His Meg’ didn’t stay around after he joined toвЂ? please’ herвЂ" presumably she is with aвЂ? strong man’ who isвЂ? whole’. InвЂ? The Send Off’ andвЂ? Anthem for Doomed Youth’ the prayers and flowers for the soldiers are mockedвЂ" useless offerings to men who are being sent as sacrifices. InвЂ? Apologia pro Poemate Meo’ Owen again adopts a harsh tone to those at home -вЂ? You shall not come to think them well content/ By any jest of mine . . . They are worth your tears / You are not worth their merriment’. Much anger is directed towards those ignorant of the full implications of war, but, perhaps ironically, his poetry would serve to make them aware. The thought of killing, watching your comrades be killed and constantly trying to survive sounds horrific enough, but the precise detail of the emotions, thoughts and sights of the soldier, succeed to drive the full horror home. This is where much of Owen’s originality lies, not vague reporting, but deep cynicism and conveyance of the situations. Owen sympathises profusely with the vain young men who have no idea of the horrors of war, who areвЂ? seduced’ by others and the recruiting posters. He bitterly rejects the patriotic reasoning for war inвЂ? Dulce’. That they eagerly join up for vanities makes their situation all the more tragicвЂ" heвЂ? threw away his knees’.вЂ? Smiling they wrote his lie’ depicts officials who not only accept this under age boy, but smile knowingly while they do it. InвЂ? The Send Off’ a lack of support for these men is suggested. The young men are to give up their lives as a sacrifice for their country, but their leaving lacks passionate good byes asвЂ? they were not ours’. InвЂ? S.I.W’ the full impacts of social pressure are highlighted. Though the man’s family clearly love him, they wouldвЂ? sooner him dead than in disgrace’, leaving him only suicide to escape. This notion of escaping into hell from war is also inвЂ? Strange Meeting’.

A recurring theme in Owen’s poetry is the notion of unseen scars. Though the soldier may return alive or uninjured, their lives will never be the same. InвЂ? Disabled’ the pain of the man’s life is not his injury, but how others react to him. He will never feel love or live life to the full again. The moment whenвЂ? the women’s eyes / Passed from him to the strong men’ is wonderfully picked out by Owen, the women’s embarrassment at staring, and the man’s misery at no longer being seen as a valid person. Though sleep is relief from his tortuous life inвЂ? Disabled’, sleep becomes a hell for many of the poems. InвЂ? Dulce et Decorum EstвЂ™Ð²Ð‚"вЂ? In all my dreams . . . He plunges at me’ and inвЂ? The Sentry’ the persistent memoriesвЂ"вЂ? I try not to remember these things now’.

The detail in Owen’s poetry puts forward his scenes horrifically and memorably. His poems are suffused with the horror of battle, yet finely structured and innovative.вЂ? His bleeding coughвЂ™Ð²Ð‚" a scene unimaginable by us, something only a true witness would see andвЂ? puckering foreheads crispвЂ™Ð²Ð‚" more than frozen to death, Owen acutely describes the impact on the skin and face. The scene witnessed by Owen is so detailed we feel familiar to it ourselves. As with the unseen scars, Owen delves beneath the surface of cover ups and expectations. As inвЂ? Disabled’ andвЂ? S.I.W.’, the full horror behind these unemotional terms is described.

The particular techniques adopted by Owen in his poetry underline his messages. His use of speech and present tense give his poems urgency and directness. All the senses are utilised by Owen, a constant input of sound, smell, touch as well as sight increase the dimensions of his images and overwhelm us as he must have been. Owen's appliance of half-rhyme gives his poetry a dissonant, disturbing quality that amplifies his themes. His stanzas jar, as war does.

Owen is more famous for his angry and emotional poems such as Dulce, though his quieter poems can pack just a strong a