June 19, 2006

bent double

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DULCE ET DECORUM EST
Bent dou­ble, like old beg­gars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cur­sed through sludge,
Till on the haun­ting fla­res we tur­ned our backs
And towards our dis­tant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But lim­ped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fati­gue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outs­trip­ped Five-Nines that drop­ped behind.
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.
In all my dreams, before my hel­pless sight,
He plun­ges at me, gut­te­ring, cho­king, drow­ning.
If in some smothe­ring dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His han­ging face, like a devil’s sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gar­gling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obs­cene as can­cer, bit­ter as the cud
Of vile, incu­ra­ble sores on inno­cent ton­gues,
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To chil­dren ardent for some des­pe­rate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et Deco­rum est
Pro patria mori.

[Wil­fred Owen 1893 – 1918]

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6 Responses to “bent double”

  1. Harold Jarche says:

    Damn right.

  2. Mike Jones says:

    I haven’t seen that poem since school. I for­got how good it is. Cheers Hugh.

  3. I agree Mike. Not heard it since school. I was 15, doing my GCSE’s and reme­me­ber the haun­ting ima­ges just as much now as i did then.
    The inte­res­ting thing is, the gas and its terrif­ying results can be a sui­ta­ble metaphor for so many things these days.

  4. hugh macleod says:

    Yeah, it’s an awe­some poem. Not just the power­ful sub­ject mat­ter, his com­mand of lan­guage is dazzling.

  5. Even more gut-wrenching than the ima­gery is the way in which a point such as this.….so beau­ti­fully logi­cal, so sim­ple, is per­pe­tually buried under poli­ti­cal goals so sel­fish, dis­cus­ting and lac­king in logic.
    Grinds me guys

  6. Anonymous says:

    Thanks, Hugh.