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Wilfred Owen

"The End," Wilfred Owen

The End After the blast of lightning from the east, The flourish of loud clouds, the Chariot Throne; After the drums of time have rolled and ceased, And by the bronze west long retreat is blown, Shall Life renew these … Continue reading

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"Strange Meeting," Wilfred Owen

Strange Meeting It seemed that out of battle I escapedDown some profound dull tunnel, long since scoopedThrough 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, … Continue reading

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"Cramped in that Funnelled Hole," Wilfred Owen

Cramped in that Funnelled Hole Cramped in that funnelled hole, they watched the dawnOpen a jagged rim around; a yawnOf death’s jaws, which had all but swallowed themStuck in the bottom of his throat of phlegm. They were in one … Continue reading

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