Essay War Poems Wilfred Owen

Before his death, Owen wrote a brief preface for the volume of poems that he had hoped to see published while he was still alive. It is in this preface that Owen specified his beliefs as a war poet. “This book is not about heroes,” Owen wrote, and he added that he is “not concerned with Poetry.” Owen believed that too many of the war poems written in the past had been glorifications of war, praising soldiers as if they were heroes dying noble deaths. Owen intended to write antiwar poetry; he would flout convention and take words and phrases that earlier poets had used to romanticize war and alter them so that they told the truth: War is a senseless waste of young lives, and is not about the making of heroes. Owen wanted readers to be shocked by the violent and bloody meaninglessness of war, but he also wanted them to feel sympathy for all the dead and dying. As he put it, “My subject is War, and the pity of War. The Poetry is in the pity.” If people could be brought to feel sympathy for the loss of life on both sides of the conflict, maybe they would be less eager to continue the deadly fighting or to start another war once this one was over. Owen did not want his readers to be consoled: He intended his gruesome-but-true depictions of death in battle to stand as a warning to his generation that war must be stopped. Nevertheless, Owen hoped that there would one day come a time, perhaps for future generations, when his poems could serve as a consolation, helping people who had learned their lesson to mourn the dead and get on with life.

A poem such as “Anthem for Doomed Youth” shows both sides of Owen the poet: his intent to give shocks as warnings, and his desire to evoke the reader’s sympathy for suffering. The poem begins as if it were going to be a traditional Christian elegy mourning the dead, but then it shifts abruptly to emphasize the un-Christian brutality of a soldier’s death in battle: “What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?” Owen makes striking use of onomatopoeia (words whose sound imitates their sense) to describe the ironic prayers these fast-dying soldiers receive on the battlefield: “Only the stuttering rifles’ rapid rattle/ Can patter out their hasty orisons.” The repeated sounds of the letters “r” and “t” represent the jarring effect of gunfire, totally at odds with the solemn service that these men might have received had their deaths been truly sanctioned by God. Owen uses the octave (first eight lines) of this sonnet to argue against religious leaders who persuaded young soldiers that they were dying for a holy cause.

The sestet (last six lines) of the sonnet then proceeds to change the mood from shock to pity, as the poem shifts its emphasis from the brutality of death in battle to the sadness of those at home who mourn their dead brothers, sons, and would-be bridegrooms. Owen again displays his gift for poetic effects, but now they are more subtle and subdued as befits a scene of mourning. When he writes that “The pallor of girls’ brows shall be their pall,” his wordplay is very serious and sensitive, suggesting that the whiteness of grief-stricken faces is a truer sign of sympathy for the dead than any orthodox religious rite. The last line of the poem, with its heavy stresses on the opening words and its long, drawn-out syllables, beautifully conveys natural human sadness at the loss of these men’s lives: “And each slow dusk a drawing-down of blinds.”

Unlike his fellow war-poet Sassoon, whose ironic and satirical verse inspired Owen to write more realistically about the horrors of war, Owen often introduced another dimension into his poetry: the pity of war, a deep sympathy for the suffering. Even when Owen would use disturbing diction (choice of words) and ugly sounds, as he often did in his characteristic off-rhymes (“flashes”/“fleshes,” “winds”/ “weaned”/“wounds”), he still tried to save some room for tenderness and compassion, as if looking forward to the world of brotherhood that might be created if all wars were to cease. In his poem “Dulce et decorum est,” Owen mocked the deadly sentiment expressed by the Latin poet Horace that “It is sweet and fitting to die for the fatherland,” exposing this belief as a lie. Yet in other poems, such as “Strange...

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Wilfred Owen’s powerful anti-war poem ‘Disabled’ (1917) was republished in the Guardian newspaper on November 13 2008, as part of the newspaper’s seven-day focus on aspects of the First World War. That day’s topic was ‘Art and War’, and it included discussions of how artists and writers had sought to turn their experiences of the First World War into art.

Owen’s poem was published by itself with no commentary and no explanation given for its presence, so the reader was left to make up his or her own mind. 

The poem ‘Disabled’ was written while its author was a patient at Craiglockhart War Hospital in Scotland.  Owen had been sent to Craiglockhart after being diagnosed with ‘neurasthenia’ (‘shell-shock’). It was here that he met his fellow poet Siegfried Sassoon, who was also a patient. 

The writer Robert Graves, who had come to the hospital to visit Sassoon, read ‘Disabled’ and praised it highly. As an anti-war poem, ‘Disabled’ is moving and powerful, but when looked at for its portrayal of disability, it is extremely problematic, invoking as it does familiar disablist tropes of asexuality, helplessness and hopelessness. The poem has an omniscient narrator, who tells the story of the central character, an unnamed ex-soldier, who has returned from the Great War with severe and life-changing injuries:

He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark, 
And shivered in his ghastly suit of grey,
Legless, sewn short at elbow…..
(‘Disabled’, lines 1-3)

These few lines paint a melancholy picture, both of the extent of the soldier’s injuries (he appears to have lost at least three, and possibly four limbs), and also of his isolation – in describing him as ‘waiting for dark’ Owen suggests that he has nothing and no-one to distract him from his thoughts or to help him fill time. 

As the poem continues, Owen builds upon the sense of loss and despair that he has created,  leaving the reader in no doubt that, before the soldier received his injuries, his life had been full of excitement, promise, and hope:

About this time Town used to swing so gay
When glow-lamps budded in the light blue trees
And girls glanced lovelier as the air grew dim,
In the old times, before he threw away his knees.
(lines 7-10)

Since being invalided out of the army and sent back to hospital in Britain, however, the soldier’s prospects (particularly of being the object of a girl’s romantic desires) have vanished:

Now he will never feel again how slim 
Girls’ waists are, or how warm their subtle hands,
All of them touch him like some queer disease.
(lines 11-13)

These lines make it clear that Owen wants to show that enforced celibacy will now be the soldier’s lot, and that if anyone does look at him, it will only be as an object of pity. This impression is reinforced in the final lines of the poem:

Now, he will spend a few sick years in institutes
And do what things the rules consider wise,
And take whatever pity they may dole.
Tonight, he noticed how the women’s eyes
Passed from him to the strong men that were whole.
How cold and late it is! Why don’t they come
And put him into bed? Why don’t they come? 
                (lines 40-46)

Though this final stanza, like the rest of the poem, is extremely moving, it is also highly problematic. Owen portrays the soldier in such a way as to leave the reader in absolutely no doubt that, now he is disabled, all the things that made his life fulfilling and enjoyable are irretrievably lost. 

There are two points to bear in mind here. Firstly, Owen himself had seen much front-line service, and furthermore he wrote ‘Disabled’ whilst a patient in a military hospital. Consequently, he would have been well aware of the kinds of life-changing injuries that soldiers invalided out of the Great War could receive.   

Secondly, Owen was a highly political poet, who was – or who, at least, became – a passionate critic of the Great War. In his other poetry – most notably in works like ‘Dulce et Decorum Est’ – he raged against the lies that he insisted had induced young men in their millions to join the armed forces, to fight and die for their country. 

One of Owen’s most famous pronouncements was ‘My subject is War, and the pity of War. The poetry is in the Pity’.  By this he meant that war was the ultimate evil, subverting all the values that human beings might  hold dear – values such as goodness, justice, compassion. 

In this way the maimed soldier in ‘Disabled’ is an emblematic figure – one who shows the terrible cost of war. But as Disability Studies academics and activists have shown, to afford disabled characters a purely emblematic status is both to shield oneself from the reality of continuing to live life and exist in the world with an impairment, and to adopt an overly fatalistic attitude to the difficulties – both physical and psychological – that someone with an impairment may experience.

Throughout the poem, for example, Owen impresses upon the reader the soldier’s isolation: he has no-one with him, he has no prospects, he will never be a husband or father, the only gazes he will attract will be ones of pity or embarrassment. 

In this way Owen leaves the image of the maimed ex-soldier hanging, as if in aspic. He is a monument to Owen’s hatred of war, but he does not exist as a real human being. This squeamish refusal to consider how life might continue once someone has acquired a severe impairment arguably persists in our own times with the widespread support for assisted suicide, the adherents of which claim to be motivated by compassion and respect for personal freedom, but who may in reality be hampered by a refusal to consider seriously how life may be lived in a different way.

Related content: you may also be interested in a feature by poet Owen Lowery on the WW1 poetry of Keith Douglas, Alan Ross, Wilfred Owen and Edward Thomas

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