He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark,
And shivered in his ghastly suit of grey,
Legless, sewn short at elbow. Through the park
Voices of boys rang saddening like a hymn,
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A very touching and deeply moving poem on soldiers and those who survive the wars but end up disabled. The last lines created an impact that left a strong message - truly a remarkable piece to read.
How the good times change by a slap of fate to a soldier. Useless hope remain at last in the eyes.
'He thought he'd better join. - He wonders why. Someone had said he'd look a god in kilts, ' - Well, I have personal love for this line particularly because it reminds me of 1 of my all-time favorite singers. But aside from THAT, this is a strong penning. Enjoyed the last stanza especially.
A very sad poem! The life of a sportsman, sometimes suppressed due a cruel twist of fate. He is cheered as long as he plays the game. Once injured and confined to a wheel chair, life becomes dreary and cheerless.The pathos - is most effectively portrayed by the poet.
This poem simply reminds one of the saying, survival of the fittest as far as any game like football!
How we tell lies to have people do the things we want to do. What it is to be cast aside when for reasons you are now not whole -devastating and sad. But people move on - what was his name again - I can't remember but why should I care. Wilfred Owen is magnificent.
Wilfred Owen the great poet's wonderful creation of this poem and its narration of the wounded or differently able soldier and his thoughts, losses, gains, the opinion of others, his own life that suffering through the troubles undergone and so much things. Great thoughts and wonderful imaginations which I think the poet had observed in such close vicinity of a solider who is also an ordinary heart having such feelings. Great it is!
A wonderful poem. So poignant and deeply touching. Beautifully crafted.