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Wilfred Owen
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English poet and soldier (1893-1918)
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Wilfred Edward Salter Owen was a British writer, poet, soldier, and librettist who served in the British Army during World War I. Born in Oswestry in 1893, he was a citizen of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland. Owen received the Military Cross and was killed in action in Ors in 1918. He was educated at the University of Reading and wrote in the English language.
His literary influences included Siegfried Sassoon, John Keats, Horace, and William Wordsworth. Owen’s archives are held at the Harry Ransom Center. While some database entries associate the name Wilfred Owen with a United States-based artist in the indie rock genre, the primary historical record identifies him as a male poet from the United Kingdom.
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Person · Open Library
- Born
- 1912
- Died
- 2001
- Works
- 19
Top works
- A fable
- The accessible city
- A transport strategy for California's development
- Transport
- Transportation and the city
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Music · MusicBrainz
- Type
- Person
- Gender
- Male
- Origin
- United States
- Active from
- 1893
- Active to
- 1918
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Listeners · Last.fm
- Listeners
- 906
- Total plays
- 3,773
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Wilfred Edward Salter Owen MC (18 March 1893 – 4 November 1918) was a British poet and soldier, and one of the leading poets of the First World War. His shocking, realistic war poetry on the horrors of trenches and gas warfare was heavily influenced by his friend Siegfried Sassoon and sat in stark contrast to both the public perception of war at the time, and to the confidently patriotic verse written earlier by war poets such as Rupert Brooke. <a href="https://www.last.fm/music/Wilfred+Owen">Re
Recent publications · Crossref
5 total works indexed
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· 2003 · cited 45,756x
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· 2016 · cited 11,704x
- Development and validation of a geriatric depression screening scale: A preliminary report
· 1982 · cited 11,181x
- The mutational constraint spectrum quantified from variation in 141,456 humans
· 2020 · cited 9,181x
- The Sloan Digital Sky Survey: Technical Summary
· 2000 · cited 8,922x
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Quotes
- “This book is not about heroes. English poetry is not yet fit to speak of them.Nor is it about deeds, or lands, nor anything about glory, honour, might, majesty, dominion, or power, except War.Above all I am not concerned with Poetry.'My subject is War, and the pity of War.The Poetry is in the pity.Yet these elegies are to this generation in no sense consolatory. They may be to the next. All a poet can do today is warn. That is why the true Poets must be truthful.”
- “Oh, Death was never enemy of ours!We laughed at him, we leagued with him, old chum.No soldier's paid to kick against His powers.We laughed, — knowing that better men would come,And greater wars: when each proud fighter bragsHe wars on Death, for lives; not men, for flags.”
- “Tonight he noticed how the women's eyesPassed from him to the strong men that were whole.”
- “Bent double like old beggars under sacks,Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,Till on the haunting flares we turned our backsAnd towards our distant rest began to trudge.”
- “Men marched asleep. Many had lost their bootsBut limped on, blood-shod.”
- “Gas! GAS! Quick, boys! — An ecstasy of fumbling,Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;But someone still was yelling out and stumbling,And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime...Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.”
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Encyclopedic overview
Wilfred Edward Salter Owen (18 March 1893 – 4 November 1918) was an English poet and soldier. He was one of the leading poets of the First World War. His war poetry on the horrors of trenches and gas warfare was much influenced by his mentor Siegfried Sassoon and stood in contrast to the public perception of war at the time and to the confidently patriotic verse written by earlier war poets such as Rupert Brooke. Among his best-known works – most of which were published posthumously – are "Dulce et Decorum est", "Insensibility", "Anthem for Doomed Youth", "Futility" and "Strange Meeting". Owen was killed in action on 4 November 1918, a week before the Armistice, at the age of 25.
Early life
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