Wilfred Owen's poem "Dulce Et Decorum Est" was written during his World
War I experience. Owen, an officer in the British Army, deeply opposed the
intervention of England.
His poem explains how the British press and public opinion comforted themselves with the fact that, however terrible it might have been, all the young men dying at war were dying noble, heroic deaths.
The reality was quite different: they were dying obscene and terrible deaths. Owen wanted to throw war in the face of the reader to illustrate how vile and inhumane it really is.
In his poem he explains that people will encourage you to fight for your country, but, in reality, it may simply result in sentencing you to an unnecessary death.
The breaks throughout the poem indicate the clear opposition that Owen strikes up. The title of the poem means "Sweet and Fitting it is," but then Owen continues his poem by claiming that the title is, in fact, a lie.
Aligned with powerful imagery and vast irony, the author was eventually killed in the very war he opposed. Before his death, he was thought to be one of the best poets of the Twentieth Century.
War is not worth it, as Owen proves with the lie perpetuated across generations: it is NOT sweet and fitting to die for one's country.
His poem explains how the British press and public opinion comforted themselves with the fact that, however terrible it might have been, all the young men dying at war were dying noble, heroic deaths.
The reality was quite different: they were dying obscene and terrible deaths. Owen wanted to throw war in the face of the reader to illustrate how vile and inhumane it really is.
In his poem he explains that people will encourage you to fight for your country, but, in reality, it may simply result in sentencing you to an unnecessary death.
The breaks throughout the poem indicate the clear opposition that Owen strikes up. The title of the poem means "Sweet and Fitting it is," but then Owen continues his poem by claiming that the title is, in fact, a lie.
Aligned with powerful imagery and vast irony, the author was eventually killed in the very war he opposed. Before his death, he was thought to be one of the best poets of the Twentieth Century.
War is not worth it, as Owen proves with the lie perpetuated across generations: it is NOT sweet and fitting to die for one's country.
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