Isaac Rosenberg was killed April 1, 1918, which I think makes him the second-closest poet death to the end of the war, after Owen --- whose death does seem an especially cruel irony. Most of the poets who went in and didn't come out were dead by the end of 1917, but Owen *almost* made it.
Wow. Just that letter you cite makes me want to start reading more of Owen’s stuff. That blend of the mechanical barge puffing along the water and the fairy tinkling, just mesmerizing and so heart breaking. Thanks Sally!
This is really all Amit, who had been thinking and talking lately about Owen. I hadn't been familiar with this poem and am grateful to him for bringing it to my attention --- and writing about it for us!
Believe it was Douglas, who had a poem of his to celebrate. There can't be too many poets who were killed a week before the Armistice.
The flow of the words, the water, and the dream, are wonderful.
Thank you Amit, and Ms. Thomas for the site.
Thank you as always for reading.
Isaac Rosenberg was killed April 1, 1918, which I think makes him the second-closest poet death to the end of the war, after Owen --- whose death does seem an especially cruel irony. Most of the poets who went in and didn't come out were dead by the end of 1917, but Owen *almost* made it.
Which only enhances the tragedy.
Wow. Just that letter you cite makes me want to start reading more of Owen’s stuff. That blend of the mechanical barge puffing along the water and the fairy tinkling, just mesmerizing and so heart breaking. Thanks Sally!
This is really all Amit, who had been thinking and talking lately about Owen. I hadn't been familiar with this poem and am grateful to him for bringing it to my attention --- and writing about it for us!