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Of all the poets of the First World War, Wilfred Owen most fires the imagination today. This biography is more than a simple account of his life - the childhood spent in the backstreets of Birkenhead and Shrewsbury, the appalling months in the trenches - it is a poets enquiry into the workingsof a poets mind.This paperback reproduces all the widely praised illustrations of the original edition, including drawings by the poet and facsimile manuscripts of many of his greatest poems. As a portrait of the artist, the book has proved, as the Scotsman predicted, indispensable to any student of Wilfred Owen'slife and work.… (meer)
1459 Wilfred Owen, by Jon Stallworthy (read 4 Aug 1977) Wilfred Owen was born March 18, 1894, and was shot Nov 4, 1918. I was moved by the stark ending of the biography: "He was at the water's edge, giving a hand with some duckboards, when he was hit and killed. "By midday the remnants of the 2nd Manchesters were on the other side of the Canal, having crossed south of Ors by means of a floating bridge supported on kerosene tins. And seven days later, as the guns fell silent on the Western Front, the survivors piled their rifles, took off their helmets, and went to sleep; the living like the dead. "In Shrewsbury, the Armistice bells were ringing when the Owens' front-door bell sounded its small chime, heralding the telegram that Tom and Susan had dreaded for two years." ( )
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Let's just say I was testing the bounds of reality. I was curious to see what would happen. That's all it was: just curiosity. Jim Morrison Los Angeles, 1969
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To the memory of Harold Owen
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Informatie afkomstig uit de Engelse Algemene Kennis.Bewerk om naar jouw taal over te brengen.
Of all the poets of the First World War, Wilfred Owen most fires the imagination today. This biography is more than a simple account of his life - the childhood spent in the backstreets of Birkenhead and Shrewsbury, the appalling months in the trenches - it is a poets enquiry into the workingsof a poets mind.This paperback reproduces all the widely praised illustrations of the original edition, including drawings by the poet and facsimile manuscripts of many of his greatest poems. As a portrait of the artist, the book has proved, as the Scotsman predicted, indispensable to any student of Wilfred Owen'slife and work.
"He was at the water's edge, giving a hand with some duckboards, when he was hit and killed.
"By midday the remnants of the 2nd Manchesters were on the other side of the Canal, having crossed south of Ors by means of a floating bridge supported on kerosene tins. And seven days later, as the guns fell silent on the Western Front, the survivors piled their rifles, took off their helmets, and went to sleep; the living like the dead.
"In Shrewsbury, the Armistice bells were ringing when the Owens' front-door bell sounded its small chime, heralding the telegram that Tom and Susan had dreaded for two years." ( )