World War 1 Poetry

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Conflict happens all the time it is a trait that human beings sport and have done since the beginning of time. I has many different ways of manifesting its self be it war, terror, a family quarrel, or freedom fighting. It is the main story in many pieces of writing and is used in a lot of plot lines in TV and film. Conflict appeals to humans. Reality TV for instance doesn’t go 5 minutes without a argument. I am going to write this essay about 4 poems each with a different light shed on conflict and war, I am going to compare the four. Dolce et decorum Est was written by Wilfred owen. I Believe this poem was written to try and put the point across about how the slaughtering of young British men as young as 15 is worse than the war its self. Boys were leaving their homes without knowing what the fate they were going to face, all they were being fed was propaganda and pro war posters, they wouldn’t have had first-hand access to pieces of literature like this, it was blind un witting suicide to sign up for the army and Wilfred Owen was one of the only men to realise this and try to put a end to it. In stanza 1 the description of the soldiers is a complete opposite to what you would want to perceive as a British soldier. You imagine a burley English gentleman with a curly moustache and a clean uniform. Ready for action sir!. But no, the way he paints the life of the soldiers in these first couple of lines “bent double like old beggars under sacks” is good I think because you really can imagine yourself hunched under a worn sack with your barely awake eyes fixated on a endless ground of mud and bone waiting for that 1 bomb that will tear your whole battalion to pieces. “deaf even to the hoots of tires out stripped five nines that dropped behind” from this passage I can see how after a certain amount of time in these conditions you would just start to decay in your own head. The pain to be hurdled every day would be to much for any one. Even the toughest soldier in the hole army couldn’t handle these brutal most hideous conditions. In stanza 2 Owen changes the pace of the poem by describing a gas attack In this stanza Owen shows the reader how little regard for human life this war has shown. “GAS! Gas! Quick, boys!—ac ecstasy of fumbling” The word gas is a catalyst for wide spread panic, men scrabbling for there gas masks in a blind hurry, every one is supposedly safe for a second until the noise of a man in excruciating pain writhing around on the filthy ground breaks the relief, the clumsy masks cheaply and quickly mass produced for this war of bloodshed and malice.. Clumsy to fit and heavy, the reason for so many needles deaths. Owen uses the power of 3 in this stanza to imprint the horrid scene into your memory. “if you in some smothering dreams could pace behind the wagon that we flung him in” He uses the word flung to depict the way the victim of the gas was put into the corpse wagon. Thrown aside like rubbish, the value of life is so minimal, a life is treated with such dispense in this war. When Owen compares the gas victim to “a Devil sick of sin” you can picture his squirming limbs sinking deeper into the pile of de composing soldiers. “if you could hear, at every jolt, the blood come gargling from the froth corrupted lungs, obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud. Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues.”

He uses to word innocent which extenuates the fact that many of these men really had no clue what they were in for. Young or old they were innocent and naïve. To me that passage is a testament to how these men enlisted for this with there mother lands best interests at heart. They had no idea this was going to be the outcome. “my friend you would not tell with such high zest to children ardent for some desperate glory, The old lie: dolce et decorum est Pro patria mori. In the final stanza owen talks directly to Jessie pope and Rupert brook who wrote the next poems I am going to...
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