Attack - Siegfried Sassoon analysiss
At dawn the ridge emerges massed and dun
In the wild purple of the glowering sun,
Smouldering through spouts of drifting smoke that shroud
The menacing scarred slope; and, one by one,
Tanks creep and topple forward to the wire.
The barrage roars and lifts. Then, clumsily bowed
With bombs and guns and shovels and battle-gear,
Men jostle and climb to meet the bristling fire.
Lines of grey, muttering faces, masked with fear,
They leave their trenches, going over the top,
While time ticks blank and busy on their wrists,
And hope, with furtive eyes and grappling fists,
Flounders in mud. O Jesu, make it stop!
"Attack" and "Anthem for Doomed Youth"
The Great War of 1914-1918 produced some outstanding poets, those who had experienced exactly what had happened during those dreadful times on the front line, even those who had died in action. Two of these amazing poets were Wilfred Owen and Siegfried Sassoon. The pair met in Craiglockhart Hospital in 1917, there they were both being treated for "shell shock". Sassoon was an established and published author and poet, of 31 years old. Owen was a great follower of Sassoon's work and once he heard that he and Sassoon were convalescing in the same hospital, he decided to introduce himself. During this first meeting Owen, 24, mentioned that he had written some amateur poetry as a way of expressing himself in the trenches. From this point on grew a short, yet strong friendship and relationship between mentor and student. Sassoon guided Owen's writing, helping...