21. Academic Directories of the Department of English at the University of Toronto, this page makes availablein electronic form a selection of poems by Wilfred Owen (18931918). http://www.allianceforlifelonglearning.org/er/tree.jsp?c=9880

22. First World War.com - Prose & Poetry - Max Plowman Prose Poetry Wilfred Owen Updated - Sunday, 2 September, 2001. WilfredEdward Salter Owen (1893-1918) was born on March 18, 1893. http://www.firstworldwar.com/poetsandprose/owen.htm

Updated - Sunday, 2 September, 2001 Wilfred Edward Salter Owen (1893-1918) was born on March 18, 1893. He was on the Continent teaching until he visited a hospital for the wounded and then decided, in September, 1915, to return to England and enlist. "I came out in order to help these boys - directly by leading them as well as an officer can; indirectly, by watching their sufferings that I may speak of them as well as a pleader can. I have done the first" (October, 1918). Owen was injured in March 1917 and sent home; he was fit for duty in August, 1918, and returned to the front. November 4, just seven days before the Armistice , he was caught in a German machine gun attack and killed. He was twenty-five when he died. The bells were ringing on November 11, 1918, in Shrewsbury to celebrate the Armistice when the doorbell rang at his parent's home, bringing them the telegram telling them their son was dead. "My subject is war, and the pity of war. The poetry is in the pity." - Owen. Futility Move him into the sun - Gently its touch awoke him once

23. "Dulce Et Decorum Est", By Wilfred Owen decorum est Pro patria mori. Wilfred Owen (18931918). Wilfred EdwardSalter Owen was born on March 18, 1893. He was on the Continent http://www.adams.edu/academics/art_letters/hgp/civ/111/6owen_dulce_et_decorum_es

retun to syllabus Dulce Et Decorum Est by Wilfred Owen First Published in 1921 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. Dim through the misty panes and thick green light, As under a green sea, I saw him drowning. In all my dreams before my helpless sight He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning. If in some smothering dreams, you too could pace Behind the wagon that we flung him in, And watch the white eyes writhing in his face, His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin

24. Wilfred Owen - The Academy Of American Poets Fulltext versions of Owen's war poems and manuscript facsmiles. WilfredOwen (1893-1918) Biography and a close reading of the poem Disabled . http://www.poets.org/poets/poets.cfm?prmID=313

25. BBC - History - Wilfred Owen Biography Wilfred Owen 18931918, Wilfred Owen became a famous World War OneEnglish poet whose work was characterised by his anger at the http://www.bbc.co.uk/history/war/wwone/owen.shtml

26. Public Record Office | Virtual Museum | Document Icons | Wilfred Owen's Service Wilfred Owen (18931918) is one of Britain's most famous First World War poets.He was born in Shropshire and brought up in Birkenhead near Liverpool. http://www.pro.gov.uk/virtualmuseum/icons/wilf.htm

This document is the War Office certification of the death of the famous First World War Poet, Wilfred Owen, on 4th November 1918 - just one week before the end of the war. Owen's death was reported by his commanding officer two days later and acknowledged by General Headquarters on 11th November - armistice day. The document reference for Wilfred Owen's death certification is WO 138/74 For further information see: Virtual Museum Public Record Office Museum Guide (PRO Publications, London, 2001) Wilfred Owen Multimedia Digital Archive

27. Poeti N-O Owen, Wilfred (18931918) (8) Hydra, The - view pages of the magazine produced bythe patients at Craiglockhart Military Hospital during WWI which included the http://www.oltre.it/index/poeti_no.htm

POETI N-O Neruda, Pablo (1904-1973) Elementary Odes fleas interest me so much - an excellent poem about fleas by Pablo Neruda. Fundacion Neruda - Chilean poet, winner of the Nobel Literature Prize. Life of Pablo Neruda Love Pablo Neruda (1904-1973) Three Poems of Pablo Neruda ... Works by Pablo Neruda Postino, Il (The Postman) Il Postino [Cecchigori.com] - in English/Italian. The Postman [Film.com Review] Neuage, Terrell My Skin - announces exhibit of Terrell's picture-poems of the last thirty years. Neuage, Terrell - features various categories of poems of the week. Nicholson, Peter - an introduction to the poetry of Peter Nicholson together with links to other sites. Norris, Kathleen All Saint, All Souls - poem by Kathleen Norris from The Sleep of Grass, A Tribute In Poetry to William Stafford. Kathleen Norris - books include The Cloister Walk and Dakota: A Spiritual Geography. Nostradamus In Defense of Nostradamus King of Terror Nostradamus - browse the work of this sixteenth century prophet by the element, word, number, and map. Requires the Shockwave Flash player.

28. Owen, Wilfred Owen, Wilfred. 18931918, English poet, b. Oswestry, Shropshire. Heserved as a company commander in the Artist's Rifles during World http://www.slider.com/enc/39000/Owen_Wilfred.htm

femail.com.au Home Encyclopeadia O Ori - Ost ... Rope Ladders Trellian WebPage Slider Search: The Web Encyclopaedia Shopping Index Help Encyclopaedia Owen, Wilfred 1893-1918, English poet, b. Oswestry, Shropshire. He served as a company commander in the Artist's Rifles during World War I and was killed in France on Nov. 4, 1918, one week before the armistice. Owen's poetic theme, the horror and pity of war, is set forth in strong verse that transfigured traditional meters and diction. Nine of these poems are the basis of the text of Benjamin Britten's War Requiem (1962). Although Owen had worked on poems while living in France between 1913 and 1918, he never published. While on sick leave from the front in a Scottish hospital, he met the poet Siegfried Sassoon , who encouraged him to publish in magazines. He did, but these efforts were cut short by his return to the front. Two years after his death Sassoon arranged for the publication of 24 poems (1920). See his collected poems (1931, 1963, and 1973); collected letters, ed. by his brother, Harold, and John Bell (1967); biography by Arthur Orrmont (1972); study by G. M. White (1969). Add URL Advertise Contact Us Sassoon

29. Wilfred Owen - Futility Zijn vroege gedichten staan sterk onder de invloed van het zinnelijke van Keats,de grote Romantische dichter (17951821). Wilfred Owen (1893-1918). http://www.wereldoorlog1418.nl/corner/owen.html

Wilfred Owen Wilfred Owen - Futility Move him into the sun, - Gently its touch awoke him once, At home, whispering of fields unsown. Always it woke him, even in France, Until this morning and this snow. If anything might rouse him now The kind old sun will know. Think how it wakes the seeds, - Woke, once, the clays of a cold star. Are limbs, so dear-achieved, are sides, Full-nerved, -still warm, - too hard to stir? Was it for this the clay grew tall? - O what made fatuous sunbeams toil - To break earth's sleep at all? In het voorgaande deel lazen we To His Love van Ivor Gumey , gericht aan een geliefde vriend, net gestorven, en over de landelijke genoegens van hun deel van Engeland voor de oorlog. Deze keer een gedicht van Wilfred Owen over een gestorven vriend. Owen werd in 1893 geboren als zoon van een spoorwegwerker. Nadat hij toegelaten was aan de Londense Universiteit, staakte hij zijn opleiding en ging in 1913 naar Frankrijk, waar hij in Bordeaux Engelse les ging geven en door een Franse dichter aangemoedigd werd verder te gaan met de poëzie. Zijn vroege gedichten staan sterk onder de invloed van het zinnelijke van Keats, de grote Romantische dichter (1795-1821). Wilfred Owen (1893-1918) Nadat hij in 1915 terugkeert naar Engeland om dienst te nemen en aan het front is gekomen, verandert zijn poëzie: het wordt abrupter, er komen experimenten met rijm en ritme. Zo brengt hij zijn poëzie dichter bij de realiteit: minder mooi, vol woede en medelijden. Bekend is o.a. in fictie -vorm beschreven in Pat Barkers trilogie, hoe hij na verwondingen, als officier, gestuurd wordt naar het Craiglockhart hospitaal bij Edinburgh van de eminente psychiater Dr. Rivers. Daar ontmoet hij Siegfried Sassoon, ouder, met een andere achtergrond en met een opleiding in Cambridge. Sassoon geeft Owen goede poëtische adviezen.

30. Encyclopædia Britannica Wilfred Owen Information on this British war poet (18931918). Wilfred Owen (1893-1918)Emory University Brief note on this British soldier and poet. http://search.britannica.com/search?query=Wilfred Owen

31. The Poems Of Wilfred Owen A few poems and quite a few Wilfred Owen links.Category Arts Literature Authors O Owen, Wilfred Works...... Wilfred T. Owen brief biography and some poems of the Great War poet. Wilfred Owen(1893-1918) - short biography with links to his poems. Poets of Shropshire. http://www.pitt.edu/~pugachev/greatwar/owen.html

The Poems of Wilfred Owen. Wilfred OwenThe Greatest of the Poets of the Great War 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 our 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 tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped 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 . . . Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light, As under a green sea, I saw him drowning. In all my dreams, before my helpless sight, He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning. If in some smothering dreams you too could pace Behind the wagon that we flung him in, And watch the white eyes writhing in his face, His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin; If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood

32. OWEN, WILFRED Wilfred Owen. (18931918). Arms and the Boy. Exposure. Futility. SpringOffensive. Arms and the Boy. Let the boy try along this bayonet-blade. http://www.terravista.pt/Guincho/2482/owen.html

WILFRED OWEN Arms and the Boy Exposure Futility Spring Offensive Arms and the Boy Let the boy try along this bayonet-blade How cold steel is, and keen with hunger of blood; Blue with all malice, like a madman's flash; And thinly drawn with famishing for flesh. Lend him to stroke these blind, blunt bullet-heads Which long to muzzle in the hearts of lads. Or give him cartridges of fine zinc teeth, Sharp with the sharpness of grief and death. For his teeth seem for laughing round an apple. There lurk no claws behind his fingers supple; And God will grow no talons at his heels, Nor antlers through the thickness of his curls. Exposure I Our brains ache, in the merciless iced east winds that knife us ... Wearied we keep awake because the night is silent ... Low drooping flares confuse our memory of the salient ... Worried by silence, sentries whisper, curious, nervous, But nothing happens. Watching, we hear the mad gusts tugging on the wire. Like twitching agonies of men among its brambles. Northward incessantly, the flickering gunnery rumbles, Far off, like a dull rumour of some other war.

33. JZip: "Above All I Am Not Concerned With Poetry." Wilfred Owen, 1893-1918 Main February 03, 2003 Above all I am not concerned with Poetry. Wilfred Owen, 18931918 Quote The poems are, of course, pointed. http://www.jzip.org/jzip/archives/000317.html

JZip "He was utterly hopeless as a grand designer of narratives, and he knew it. The artifice required to shape a major work of history or philosophy was not in him. But he was a natural contrarian, a born critic, whose fullest energies manifested themselves in the act of doing intellectual isometric exercises against the fixed objects presented by someone else's ideas." Joseph Ellis writes about John Adams in Founding Brothers Main February 03, 2003 "Above all I am not concerned with Poetry." Wilfred Owen, 1893-1918 Quote: "The poems are, of course, pointed. The question for me is: Do I learn from them? Do they open my eyes, either intellectually or emotionally? And do they escape the pitfall of anti-war poetry of over-simplifying in unhelpful ways?" David Weinberger is on the money here with the lameness of so much anti-war poetry, but he'd've done better to say "the pitfall of typical anti-war poetry of over-simplifying". There is so much anti-war poetry out there, and, like poetry generally, most of it sucks for every purpose other than self-expression. ("A poet who reads his own verse in public may have other dirty habits," said Robert Heinlein. Had he lived another ten years, he might well have amended it to "posts his own verse on the Internet".) There's nothing wrong with that, but self-expression should, perhaps, be kept to oneself unless one has made an effort to go beyond self-expression to communication with others. But the best anti-war poetryWilfred Owen comes to mindis among the greatest poetry available to humanity. Owen planned to preface his book with these words:

34. Project Gutenberg Author Record Project Gutenberg Author record. Owen, Wilfred, 18931918. Titles. Poems.To the main listings page. Main Project Gutenberg Web page (online). http://www.ibiblio.org/gutenberg/authors/owen__wilfred__1893-1918.html

Project Gutenberg Author record Owen, Wilfred, 1893-1918 Titles Poems To the main listings page Main Project Gutenberg Web page (online)

35. Project Gutenberg Author Index Ouida, 18391908, pseudonym. Overton, Mark. Owen, Wilfred, 1893-1918. Ozaki, YeiTheodora. To the main listings page. Main Project Gutenberg Web page (online). http://www.ibiblio.org/gutenberg/authors/author_index_O.html

Project Gutenberg Author Index "O" O'Brien, Fitz James, 1828-1862 O'Grady, Standish, 1846-1928 O'Meara, James, 1825-1903 O'Neill, Eugene, 1888-1953 ... Ozaki, Yei Theodora To the main listings page Main Project Gutenberg Web page (online)

36. Wilfred Owen Wilfred Owen. 18931918. DULCE ET DECORUM EST. Bent double, like oldbeggars under sacks, Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed http://www.redletterbox.com/waxinglyrical/owen.htm

37. CNIDR Search [ahk3439] 20 Subjects Owen, Wilfred, 18931918 Musical settings. Requiems. cnd. Owen,Wilfred, 1893-1918. Bach Choir (London, England) prf. Highgate School. http://www.dlib.indiana.edu/cgi-bin/var/bib?ahk3439

38. CNIDR Search [aku2486] 20 Subjects Requiems. Owen, Wilfred, 18931918 Musical settings. Otherauthors Owen, Wilfred, 1893-1918. Vaness, Carol. prf. Hadley, Jerry. prf. http://www.dlib.indiana.edu/cgi-bin/var/bib?aku2486

39. Britannia | Britain Translate this page Owen, Wilfred Edward Salter (1893-1918). Englischer Lyriker, geborenin Oswestry, gestorben bei Landrecies (gefallen). Schon in seiner http://www.robert-morten.de/baseportal/Redaktionssytem/britannia_mini_detail&Id=

Owen, Wilfred Edward Salter (1893-1918) Englischer Lyriker, geboren in Oswestry , gestorben bei Landrecies (gefallen). Schon in seiner frühen Jugend schrieb er größtenteils religiös geprägte Dichtungen , distanzierte sich jedoch von der Kirche, mit deren Rolle innerhalb der Gesellschaft er immer unzufriedener wurde. 1913 ging er nach Frankreich , wo er bis 1915 Englisch unterrichtete. 1917 trat er in die Armee ein, kämpfte als Offizier in der Somme-Schlacht und wurde im Mai des gleichen Jahres aufgrund einer Kriegsneurose ins Krankenhaus eingeliefert. Dort begegnete er dem Schriftsteller Siegfried Sassoon , dessen erbitterte Werke gegen den Krieg im Einklang zu Owens eigener Haltung standen. Unter Sassoons Obhut und Anleitung begann Owen die besten Werke seiner kurzen Laufbahn zu schreiben. Seine Gedichte sind erfüllt von den Schrecken der Schlachten und dennoch genau strukturiert und sehr innovativ. Owens Gebrauch von Halbreimen (die Paarung von Wörtern, die sich nicht wirklich reimen) verleiht seiner Dichtung eine disharmonische Eigenart, die seine Themen nur noch verstärkt. Er fiel 1918, eine Woche vor Kriegsende. Owen bekam für seine hervorragenden Dienste im Krieg das Military Cross verliehen. Volle Anerkennung als Dichter wurde ihm erst nach seinem Tode zuteil.

40. FirstScience.com Poems - Dulce Et Decorum Est By Wilfred Owen Wilfred Owen (18931918) was born in Shropshire, but the family movedto Merseyside when he was four. He began writing poetry at http://www.firstscience.com/SITE/POEMS/owen.asp

Brain Strain Fun Stuff The Facts Other Dulce Et Decorum Est By Wilfred Owen Bent double, like old beggars under sacks Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge, Till on the haunting flares we turned our 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 tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped 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 floundering like a man in fire or lime - Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light, As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

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