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A review by abi_sarah
The Poems of Wilfred Owen by Wilfred Owen
3.0
Written beautifully, but not my cup of tea.
I think I probably did the wrong thing, reading it cover to cover. I definitely feel like it was meant as more of a dipping-in-and-out kind of book.
Nevertheless, here are some of my favourite quotes:
“Fair fame I cast away as bridegrooms do
Their wedding garments in their haste of joy” from: To Eros pg 4
“I shall be better off with plants that share
More peaceably the meadow and the shower.” from: À Terre pg 50
“Quick treble bells begin at nine o’clock,
Scuttling the schoolboy pulling up his sock,
Scaring the late girl in the inky frock.” From: The Calls pg 58
“Now rather thank I God there is no risk
Of gravers scoring it with florid screed.
Let my inscription be this soldier’s disk…
Wear it, sweet friend, inscribe no date nor deed.
But may thy heart-beat kiss it, night and day,
Until the name grow blurred and fade away.” From: To My Friend (With an Identity Disc)
“For though the summer oozed into their veins
Like an injected drug for their bodies’ pains” from: Spring Offensive pg 71
“Yesterday’s Mail; the casualties (typed small)
And (large) Vast Booty from our Latest Haul” from: Smile, Smile, Smile pg 75
“Courage was mine, and I had mystery,
Wisdom was mine, and I had mastery:” from Strange Meeting pg 78
I think I probably did the wrong thing, reading it cover to cover. I definitely feel like it was meant as more of a dipping-in-and-out kind of book.
Nevertheless, here are some of my favourite quotes:
“Fair fame I cast away as bridegrooms do
Their wedding garments in their haste of joy” from: To Eros pg 4
“I shall be better off with plants that share
More peaceably the meadow and the shower.” from: À Terre pg 50
“Quick treble bells begin at nine o’clock,
Scuttling the schoolboy pulling up his sock,
Scaring the late girl in the inky frock.” From: The Calls pg 58
“Now rather thank I God there is no risk
Of gravers scoring it with florid screed.
Let my inscription be this soldier’s disk…
Wear it, sweet friend, inscribe no date nor deed.
But may thy heart-beat kiss it, night and day,
Until the name grow blurred and fade away.” From: To My Friend (With an Identity Disc)
“For though the summer oozed into their veins
Like an injected drug for their bodies’ pains” from: Spring Offensive pg 71
“Yesterday’s Mail; the casualties (typed small)
And (large) Vast Booty from our Latest Haul” from: Smile, Smile, Smile pg 75
“Courage was mine, and I had mystery,
Wisdom was mine, and I had mastery:” from Strange Meeting pg 78