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World War 1 British Poets - Wilfred Owen and Siegfried Sassoon

Survey of Literature (HXE115)

British Poets World War One Wilfred Owen & Siegfried Sassoon


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Table of content No. Contents Page 1. World War 1 at a glance § Brief History § Impacts on 20th century British literature 4-7 2. British poet 1 § Introduction of Wilfred Owen § Poem: Strange Meeting § Characteristics § Themes § Literary devices § Why is Strange Meeting poem still relevant today? § Poem: Arms and The boy § Characteristics § Themes § Literary devices § Why is Arms and the boy poem still relevant today? 8-23 3. British poet 2 § Introduction of Siegried Sassoon § Poem: The Last Meeting § Characteristics § Themes § Literary devices § Why is The Last Meeting poem still relevant today? § Poem: Aftermath § Characteristics § Themes § Literary devices § Why is Arms and the boy poem still relevant today? 24-43 4. References 44


World War 1 01 A brief history and its impact on 20th century British literature at a glance


Brief History o 28th July 1914 – 10th November 1918 o Causes of the war: Nationalism, Imperialism, Militarism, Alliance system o The conflict was characterized by trench warfare on the Western Front, where soldiers faced brutal conditions, including trench foot, gas attacks, and constant shelling. o World War I resulted in massive casualties, with millions of soldiers and civilians losing their lives. The war's toll on the physical and mental wellbeing of those who participated was staggering. o The war witnessed technological advancements in weaponry and warfare, such as tanks, machine guns, and chemical weapons, which had a profound impact on the nature of conflict.


Impacts on 20th century World War I inspired a significant body of war poetry, often characterized by a stark realism and antiwar sentiment. Poets like Wilfred Owen, Siegfried Sassoon, and Rupert Brooke captured the harsh realities of the battlefield, expressing the trauma, disillusionment, and horror of war. War poetry World War I played a role in shaping the modernist movement in literature. Writers like T.S. Eliot, who wrote "The Waste Land," reflected the fractured and disillusioned post-war world in their works. Modernist literature often experimented with form and language to convey the shattered reality of the time. Modernist literature The war's impact extended to prose and fiction. Novels such as "All Quiet on the Western Front" by Erich Maria Remarque and "Goodbye to All That" by Robert Graves reflected the disillusionment and psychological scars left by the war. These works explored the senselessness of conflict and its profound effects on the human psyche. Prose & fiction British Literature


The war contributed to cultural shifts in Britain, challenging traditional values and beliefs. This upheaval is reflected in literary works that grapple with the changing social, political, and economic landscape. Cultural shifts The war's impact on British literature extended beyond the immediate post-war period. Writers continued to explore the lasting effects of the conflict, addressing themes of memory, trauma, and the search for meaning in subsequent decades. Legacy and memory


British poet 1 02 Introduction of Wilfred Owen and analysis of his poems


o Wilfred Owen was born on March 18, 1893 (Oswestry, Shropshire, England). o He was killed on November 4, 1918, a week before the Armistice. o One of the most well-known trench poets, noted for his anger at the cruelty and waste of war and his pity for its victims. o Five of his poems were published in his lifetime, the rest of his poems were published posthumously by fellow poet Siegfried Sassoon. Wilfred Owen Introduction of


Strange Meeting It seemed that out of battle I escaped Down some profound dull tunnel, long since scooped Through granites which titanic wars had groined. Yet also there encumbered sleepers groaned, Too fast in thought or death to be bestirred. Then, as I probed them, one sprang up, and stared With piteous recognition in fixed eyes, Lifting distressful hands, as if to bless. And by his smile, I knew that sullen hall,— By his dead smile I knew we stood in Hell. With a thousand fears that vision's face was grained; Yet no blood reached there from the upper ground, And no guns thumped, or down the flues made moan. “Strange friend,” I said, “here is no cause to mourn.” “None,” said that other, “save the undone years, The hopelessness. Whatever hope is yours, Was my life also; I went hunting wild After the wildest beauty in the world, Which lies not calm in eyes, or braided hair, But mocks the steady running of the hour, And if it grieves, grieves richlier than here. For by my glee might many men have laughed, And of my weeping something had been left, Which must die now. I mean the truth untold, The pity of war, the pity war distilled. Now men will go content with what we spoiled. Or, discontent, boil bloody, and be spilled. They will be swift with swiftness of the tigress. None will break ranks, though nations trek from progress. Courage was mine, and I had mystery; Wisdom was mine, and I had mastery: To miss the march of this retreating world Into vain citadels that are not walled. Then, when much blood had clogged their chariot-wheels, I would go up and wash them from sweet wells, Even with truths that lie too deep for taint. I would have poured my spirit without stint But not through wounds; not on the cess of war. Foreheads of men have bled where no wounds were. “I am the enemy you killed, my friend. I knew you in this dark: for so you frowned Yesterday through me as you jabbed and killed. I parried; but my hands were loath and cold. Let us sleep now. . . .”


Characteristics of Strange Meeting poem Anti war theme The central theme of "Strange Meeting" is anti-war sentiment. Owen, who himself experienced the brutality of World War I, conveys the futility and senselessness of war. The poem serves as a powerful critique of the glorification of war and its devastating effects on individuals and humanity as a whole. Symbolism The underground river symbolizes the passage from life to death, and the setting as a whole represents a liminal space between the living and the dead. The encounter with the enemy soldier is symbolic of the common humanity shared by individuals on both sides of the conflict.


Poetic Imagery Owen employs vivid and poignant imagery to convey the horrors of war. Descriptions of the battlefield, the corpses, and the soldiers' experiences are vividly depicted, creating a visceral and evocative portrayal of the war's impact. Emphasis on Owen focuses on the emotional and psychological trauma experienced by soldiers. The encounter between the narrator and the enemy soldier is characterized by deep sorrow, remorse, and a shared understanding of the tragedy of war. The emotional impact takes precedence over the physical aspects of battle. emotional impact


Themes The horrors of war o Treats war as horrifying, wasteful, and dehumanizing 1 Reconciliation and solidarity o War and violence are not necessary or even natural for human societies o Hopes that people are presented with a decision so that they can move toward a peaceful world 2


Literary devices Alliteration The repetition of consonant sounds, often at the beginning of words, creates a musical and rhythmic effect. For example, in the line "Sown fields of death, where never springtime stays," the repeated "s" sound enhances the somber tone. Imagery Owen uses vivid and evocative imagery to convey the gruesome realities of war. Phrases such as "the pity of war," "sudden successive flights of bullets streak the silence," and "the stuttering rifles' rapid rattle" paint a vivid picture of the battlefield. Personification The poem personifies war as a monstrous force that lies in wait for the soldiers. The line "And by his smile, I knew that sullen hall" imbues war with human-like qualities, making it even more chilling. Enjambment Owen frequently uses enjambment, where a sentence or phrase runs over multiple lines, creating a sense of continuity and urgency. This technique is effective in conveying the relentless and unending nature of the soldiers' experiences.


Why is Strange Meeting poem still relevant today? Anti war message Owen was a known anti-war poet, and "Strange Meeting" serves as a powerful anti-war statement. The poem depicts the disillusionment and tragedy of war, questioning its purpose and exposing the devastating consequences on humanity. As long as wars persist, the anti-war message of the poem remains relevant. Human cost The poem explores the human cost of war, focusing on the emotional and psychological toll it takes on soldiers. The experiences depicted in the poem are not limited to a particular era, allowing readers to empathize with the profound impact of war on individuals regardless of the specific conflict. of conflict


Universal The poem addresses the universal and timeless themes of war, such as the futility of conflict, the horror of war, and its profound impact on individuals. These themes are not bound by a specific period and continue to resonate with people who experience or study the effects of war. Artistic expression Owen's use of vivid and poignant imagery, along with his mastery of language, makes "Strange Meeting" a timeless work of art. The poem's artistic qualities contribute to its enduring appeal, transcending its historical context and allowing readers to connect with its emotional depth and beauty. themes of war


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-leads, Which long to nuzzle 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.


Characteristics of Arms & the boy poem Anthropomorphism Though it is mentioned in the poem that blade is the one that is hungry for blood, it is universally acknowledged that blades are inanimate objects. So it is certain to say that the boy himself is bloodthirsty. Whilst the the bloodthirstiness seem to be related to the blade, common sense, regrettably, wants to attach it to the human, boy though he is. Anti war theme A great deal of figurative language was used by Wilfred Owen in this poem. The purpose undoubtedly is to highlight the brutality of warfare. He aimed to critique the way in which young and innocent men are taught to engage in war.


Figurative language The speaker in the poem telling whoknows-who to let the "boy try along" the blade of a bayonet so that he understand just how bloodthirsty the weapon is. The figurative language used here to make the bayonet seem like it has will power. Contrast As it is mentioned that the boy should hold the cartridges with their ‘fine zinc teeth’ which are sharp with ‘grief and death’, it is obvious here that in contrast, the boy’s teeth fit for nothing more than biting, but laughing around an apple. This suggests that a boy scrumping for apples, indicated to. This boy has no claws, talons or antlers, like a wild animal. But war will make him into one.


Themes Devastation o War brings devastation to the world. In this poem, it begins when a boy is about to test his bayonet-blade. o Though the boy has no like a wild animal, war will ultimately make him be. The way he depicts the brutalities of war and its impacts on innocent human beings. 1 Innocence o The blades is clearly described in order to indicate that the boy is a soldier. He is going to use these blades and from here, brutalities are represented. The war imposes upon people and the innocence of the boy who knows nothing about the war. He is only excited to use those bloodthirsty weapons. 2


Literary devices Metaphor A comparison as in these: “Or give him cartridges of fine zinc teeth”, “There lurk no claws behind his fingers supple.” and “There lurk no claws behind his fingers supple.” is made between the objects different in nature. Owen has used metaphor at many places in the poem. Imagery Imagery is used as in: “Blue with all malice, like a madman’s flash”, “For his teeth seem for laughing round an apple” and “Sharp with the sharpness of grief and death. Personification The bayonet-blade in the poem is personified as a madman, who can be unpredictable and dangerous. The boy, as mentioned, will see that the bayonet-blade is a malicious shade of blue: like the flash of a madman’s anger. Symbolism As symbolism is used by giving symbolic meanings that are different from literal meanings, “bayonet-blade” in this poem symbolizes pain, destruction, and death.


Why is Arms and the boy poem still relevant today? Anti war message Owen tried to deliver his message that warfare is possible to turn every soldier into a killing machine of sorts. War destroys more than just cities and lives, it also destroys whatever innocence and humanity the soldiers have. This tells us that soldiers are fundamentally evil, they were all once innocent. Appreciation Despite its bleak outlook, we understand that young boys who were forced to fight in World War I were just pawns in a game, not cold-blooded murders but innocent people with hopes and dreams. They were people as same as us, so it is certain that their sacrifice deserves appreciation.


Power of When it is analysed that the real evil is the boy's weapon, we understand that it is not the boy who's at fault, but his weapons, which represent the larger political forces that caused the war in the first place. It is suggested here that a weapon is powerful enough to lure its master. Unimaginable Though a long time lesson on how to use weapons and kill their enemies is required in military, nothing can prepare someone for the kill-or-be-killed arena of the battlefield. There's a big difference between shooting a rifle at a range, and shooting somebody who's literally looking you in the eye. weapons experience


British poet 2 Introduction of Siegfried Sassoon and analysis of his poems 03


o Siegfried Loraine Sassoon was born on 8 September, 1886. o Died in 1 September 1967 from stomach cancer. o Sassoon became a focal point for dissent within the armed forces when he made a lone protest against the continuation of the war with his "Soldier's Declaration" of July 1917, which resulted in his being sent to the Craig Lockhart War Hospital. During this period he met and formed a friendship with Wilfred Owen, who was greatly influenced by him. • Siegfried Sassoon is best remembered for his angry and compassionate poems about World War I, which brought him public and critical acclaim. Avoiding the sentimentality and jingoism of many war poets, Sassoon wrote of the horror and brutality of trench warfare and contemptuously satirized generals, politicians, and churchmen for their incompetence and blind support of the war. Siegried Sassoon Introduction of


The last meeting I BECAUSE the night was falling warm and still Upon a golden day at April’s end, I thought; I will go up the hill once more To find the face of him that I have lost, And speak with him before his ghost has flown Far from the earth that might not keep him long. So down the road I went, pausing to see How slow the dusk drew on, and how the folk Loitered about their doorways, well-content With the fine weather and the waxing year. The miller’s house, that glimmered with grey walls, Turned me aside; and for a while I leaned Along the tottering rail beside the bridge To watch the dripping mill-wheel green with damp. The miller peered at me with shadowed eyes And pallid face: I could not hear his voice For sound of the weir’s plunging. He was old. His days went round with the unhurrying wheel. Moving along the street, each side I saw The humble, kindly folk in lamp-lit rooms; Children at table; simple, homely wives; Strong, grizzled men; and soldiers back from war, Scaring the gaping elders with loud talk. Soon all the jumbled roofs were down the hill, And I was turning up the grassy lane That goes to the big, empty house that stands Above the town, half-hid by towering trees. I looked below and saw the glinting lights: I heard the treble cries of bustling life, And mirth, and scolding; and the grind of wheels. An engine whistled, piercing-shrill, and called High echoes from the sombre slopes afar; Then a long line of trucks began to move.


It was quite still; the columned chestnuts stood Dark in their noble canopies of leaves. I thought: ‘A little longer I’ll delay, And then he’ll be more glad to hear my feet, And with low laughter ask me why I’m late. The place will be too dim to show his eyes, But he will loom above me like a tree, With lifted arms and body tall and strong.’ There stood the empty house; a ghostly hulk Becalmed and huge, massed in the mantling dark, As builders left it when quick-shattering war Leapt upon France and called her men to fight. Lightly along the terraces I trod, Crunching the rubble till I found the door That gaped in twilight, framing inward gloom. An owl flew out from under the high eaves To vanish secretly among the firs, Where lofty boughs netted the gleam of stars. I stumbled in; the dusty floors were strewn With cumbering piles of planks and props and beams; Tall windows gapped the walls; the place was free To every searching gust and jousting gale; But now they slept; I was afraid to speak, And heavily the shadows crowded in. I called him, once; then listened: nothing moved: Only my thumping heart beat out the time. Whispering his name, I groped from room to room. Quite empty was that house; it could not hold His human ghost, remembered in the love That strove in vain to be companioned still.


II Blindly I sought the woods that I had known So beautiful with morning when I came Amazed with spring that wove the hazel twigs With misty raiment of awakening green. I found a holy dimness, and the peace Of sanctuary, austerely built of trees, And wonder stooping from the tranquil sky. Ah! but there was no need to call his name. He was beside me now, as swift as light. I knew him crushed to earth in scentless flowers, And lifted in the rapture of dark pines. ‘For now,’ he said, ‘my spirit has more eyes Than heaven has stars; and they are lit by love. My body is the magic of the world, And dawn and sunset flame with my spilt blood. My breath is the great wind, and I am filled With molten power and surge of the bright waves That chant my doom along the ocean’s edge ‘Look in the faces of the flowers and find The innocence that shrives me; stoop to the stream That you may share the wisdom of my peace. For talking water travels undismayed. The luminous willows lean to it with tales Of the young earth; and swallows dip their wings Where showering hawthorn strews the lanes of light. ‘I can remember summer in one thought Of wind-swept green, and deeps of melting blue, And scent of limes in bloom; and I can hear Distinct the early mower in the grass, Whetting his blade along some morn of June. .


‘For I was born to the round world’s delight, And knowledge of enfolding motherhood, Whose tenderness, that shines through constant toil, Gathers the naked children to her knees. In death I can remember how she came To kiss me while I slept; still I can share The glee of childhood; and the fleeting gloom When all my flowers were washed with rain of tears. ‘I triumph in the choruses of birds, Bursting like April buds in gyres of song. My meditations are the blaze of noon On silent woods, where glory burns the leaves. I have shared breathless vigils; I have slaked The thirst of my desires in bounteous rain Pouring and splashing downward through the dark. Loud storm has roused me with its winking glare, And voice of doom that crackles overhead. I have been tired and watchful, craving rest, Till the slow-footed hours have touched my brows And laid me on the breast of sundering sleep.’


III I know that he is lost among the stars, And may return no more but in their light. Though his hushed voice may call me in the stir Of whispering trees, I shall not understand. Men may not speak with stillness; and the joy Of brooks that leap and tumble down green hills Is faster than their feet; and all their thoughts Can win no meaning from the talk of birds. My heart is fooled with fancies, being wise; For fancy is the gleaming of wet flowers When the hid sun looks forth with golden stare. Thus, when I find new loveliness to praise, And things long-known shine out in sudden grace, Then will I think: ‘He moves before me now.’ So he will never come but in delight, And, as it was in life, his name shall be Wonder awaking in a summer dawn, And youth, that dying, touched my lips to song. .


Characteristics of The last meeting poem Imagery Sassoon employs vivid imagery throughout the poem to evoke emotions and create a visual representation of the scene. The descriptions of the graveyard, nature, and the speaker's emotions contribute to the overall atmosphere of the poem. Contrast The poem utilizes contrast to highlight the themes of peace and war. There is a stark contrast between the peacefulness of the graveyard setting and the violence and destruction of war. This sharp contrast emphasizes the impact of war on the lives of individuals.


Acceptance Towards the end of the poem, there is a sense of acceptance. The speaker acknowledges the reality of their friend's death and finds solace in the memories they shared. This acceptance brings a sense of closure to the poem. Reflection and The poem is characterized by a reflective and introspective tone. The speaker takes the time to remember and reflect upon their last meeting with a friend who has passed away. This theme of remembrance is central to the poem. remembrance


Themes 1 The poem delves into the profound sense of loss and grief experienced by the speaker. It portrays the emotional impact of losing a dear friend, possibly due to war, and the longing to reconnect with them one last time. Loss and grief The theme of "The Last Meeting" poem by Siegfried Sassoon revolves around the remembrance of a friend who has recently died, presumably in the war. The poem explores the poet's longing to reconnect with his lost friend and the emotional impact of their absence. 2 “The Last Meeting” highlights the power of memory and the importance of remembering those who have passed away. The speaker's desire to find the face of their lost friend and speak with them reflects the enduring impact of personal relationships and the need to keep their memory alive. Memory and remembrance 3 The backdrop of war and its devastating consequences. The loss of the friend and the emotional turmoil experienced by the speaker allude to the toll that war takes on individuals and their relationships. By highlighting personal loss and grief experienced by those left behind. War and its consequences


Literary devices Repetition The repetition of the phrase "I thought; I will go up the hill once more" emphasises the speaker's determination and the urgency of their desire to see their friend again. This repetition also adds a rhythmic quality to the poem. Imagery Sassoon uses vivid imagery to evoke a sense of place and emotion. For instance, the description of the falling night as "warm and still" creates a serene atmosphere. The image of the golden day at April's end adds a touch of beauty and nostalgia. Personification Sassoon personifies the ghost of the friend, suggesting its imminent departure from the earth. This personification adds a haunting quality to the poem and emphasises the fleeting nature of life. Metaphor The poem contains metaphors that deepen the meaning and intensify the emotions. The line "To find the face of him that I have lost” metaphorically represents the speaker's longing to reconnect with their departed friend. Alliteration Sassoon incorporates alliteration in lines such as "golden day," "ghost has flown," and "earth that might not keep him long." This literary device adds musicality and rhythm to the poem.


Why is The last meeting poem still relevant today? Anti war message Sassoon was a renowned World War I poet and a vocal critic of the war. "The Last Meeting" reflects his anti-war sentiments and serves as a reminder of the devastating consequences of war. In a world still plagued by conflicts and violence, the poem's message against war remains relevant and prompts us to reflect on the human cost of armed conflicts. Universal The poem explores the universal theme of loss and grief. The emotions and experiences depicted in the poem are relatable and resonate with readers, regardless of the time period. The pain of losing someone and the longing to hold onto memories are timeless themes that continue to be relevant in our lives. theme


Power of The poem highlights the power of memories in preserving the essence of a person who has passed away. In an era where people often strive to capture and preserve memories through photographs and digital media, the poem's emphasis on the importance of cherishing memories and holding onto the essence of loved ones resonates deeply. Artistic expression As a work of art, "The Last Meeting" showcases the power of poetry to convey complex emotions and ideas. It serves as a reminder of the enduring significance of literature and the arts in expressing and exploring the human experience memories


Aftermath Have you forgotten yet?... For the world's events have rumbled on since those gagged days, Like traffic checked while at the crossing of city-ways: And the haunted gap in your mind has filled with thoughts that flow Like clouds in the lit heaven of life; and you're a man reprieved to go, Taking your peaceful share of Time, with joy to spare. But the past is just the same--and War's a bloody game... Have you forgotten yet?... Look down, and swear by the slain of the War that you'll never forget. Do you remember the dark months you held the sector at Mametz-- The nights you watched and wired and dug and piled sandbags on parapets? Do you remember the rats; and the stench Of corpses rotting in front of the front-line trench-- And dawn coming, dirty-white, and chill with a hopeless rain? Do you ever stop and ask, 'Is it all going to happen again?’ Do you remember that hour of din before the attack-- And the anger, the blind compassion that seized and shook you then As you peered at the doomed and haggard faces of your men? Do you remember the stretcher-cases lurching back With dying eyes and lolling heads--those ashen-grey Masks of the lads who once were keen and kind and gay? Have you forgotten yet?... Look up, and swear by the green of the spring that you'll never forget.


Characteristics of Aftermath poem Imagery The poem employs vivid and evocative imagery to depict the scenes of war. Description of the battlefield, rats, the physical and emotional states of the soldiers contributes to a powerful and visceral impact to the readers. Rhyme scheme “Aftermath” has a consistent rhyme scheme which is each stanza following an ABAB pattern. This means that the first and third lines have the same rhyme pattern as the second and fourth lines. The rhyme scheme contributes to the poem’s musicality and cohesion.


Tone and mood The tone of this poem is sombre and sorrowful, reflecting the seriousness and melancholy in his own experiences as a soldier in World War 1, and expresses a deep sense of sorrow and concern. The mood is reflective and contemplative, inviting introspection into the lasting impact on individuals and society. While heavy with the weight of war’s consequences.


Themes 1 The poem emphasises the importance of remembering the experiences of war. It questions whether people have forgotten the horrors of conflicts and calls for readers to remembrance the consequences of the war. Memory and remembrance 2 The poem portrays the sacrifices made by the soldiers who experience the horror of war. It acknowledges the physical and psychological toll, emphasising the personal lessons and transformative endure by those who served. Sacrifice 3 Sassoon indirectly questions and critiques the decisions and authority figures that are responsible for the wars. His act of writing a declaration against the war expresses a dissenting voice questioning the benefits of the war. Criticism


Literary devices Repetition The repetition of the question “Have you forgotten yet?” serves as a rhetorical device that emphasises the central theme of remembrance. The repeated question gives a powerful impact that lingers in the reader’s mind reinforcing the urgency of remembering the sacrifice of war. Metaphor The words “haunted” in stanza 1, lines 4 emphasise the lasting trauma experienced by those who participated in the war. Even though the era has changed, the trauma still lingering in their head such as riffle sounds and then develop to mental illness such as shell shock. Symbol The line “green of the spring” in the last stanza used as a symbol of new life and hope which could also mean children. It means that history of the past should not never be forgotten and remember to tell your children so history would not repeat itself.


Why is Aftermath poem still relevant today? Impact of war The poem delves into the challenges of the veterans into civilian life, addressing the difficulties faced by veterans in terms of mental and physical. The haunting lines and vivid imagery resonate with the experiences of soldiers who grapple with trauma and haunting memories long after the guns have fallen silent. Criticism’s Sassoon toward The poem critiques the romanticised and disillusionment towards the subsequent of the war which is after the war, it supposed to be happy ever after but it is totally opposite. As society continues to grapple with the aftermath of wars and confront the realities faced by veterans. glorification of war


Pride VS “Aftermath” prompts readers to reflect on the collective memories of war and the impact the war had on society and the soldiers itself. The poem serves as a reminder of the relevance of questioning the purpose and consequences of war like what the nations seek until this large-scale destruction is allowed to happen. Timeless language The poem’s language and vivid imagery allows readers from different generations to feel a little bit of Sasson’s emotion when writing this poem. His evocative description, powerful verse and the universality of the language allow “Aftermath” to connect with people with deep emotional level, making it relevant across different periods of time. humanities and imagery


References o Britannica, The Editors of Encyclopaedia. "Wilfred Owen". Encyclopedia Britannica, 17 Nov. 2023, https://www.britannica.com/biography/Wilfred-Owen. Accessed 1 January 2024. o Strange Meeting Summary & Analysis by Wilfred Owen, LitCharts - https://www.litcharts.com/poetry/wilfredowen/strange-meeting o Strange Meeting by Wilfred Owen, Poetry Foundation - https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47395/strangemeeting o Sassoon, Siegfried. Aftermath. Poetry Foundation. Web. 1 January 2024 o Wilson, J. M. (2005). Siegfried Sassoon: The journey from the trenches: A biography (1918-1967). Routledge. o The Last Meeting by Siegfried Sassoon - https://englishverse.com/poems/the_last_meeting o Arms and the boy by Wilfred Owen - Poetry Foundation https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47394/arms-andthe-boy o Aftermath, PotW #160, Poem of the weekhttps://www.potw.org/archive/potw160.html


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