What did Wilfred Owen mean by: All I ask is to be held above the barren wastes of want. Wilfred Owen Poet · England Copy
I don’t ask myself, is the life congenial to me? But, am I fitted for, am I called to, the Ministry? Author, January 14, 2024January 9, 2025, Wilfred Owen, Fit, Service, Vocation, 0 Wilfred Owen Poet · England
These men are worth your tears. You are not worth their merriment. Author, January 14, 2024January 9, 2025, Wilfred Owen, Devaluation, Emotion., Patriarchy, 0 Wilfred Owen Poet · England
Red lips are not so red as the stained stones kissed by the English dead. Author, January 14, 2024January 9, 2025, Wilfred Owen, Death, Love, Remembrance, 0 Wilfred Owen Poet · England
Those who, like the beasts, have no such Hope, pass their old age shrouded with an inward gloom. Author, January 14, 2024January 9, 2025, Wilfred Owen, Aging, Despair, Hope, 0 Wilfred Owen Poet · England
I was a boy when I first realized that the fullest life liveable was a Poet’s Author, January 14, 2024January 9, 2025, Wilfred Owen, Aspiration, Creativity, Youth, 0 Wilfred Owen Poet · England
All the poet can do today is warn. That is why true Poets must be truthful. Author, January 14, 2024January 9, 2025, Wilfred Owen, Poetry, Warning, 0 Wilfred Owen Poet · England
+ All a poet can do today is warn. Author, June 15, 2023January 2, 2025, Wilfred Owen, Poetry, Responsibility, Warning, 0 Wilfred Owen Poet · England
I tried to peg out soldierly,–no use! One dies of war like any old disease. Author, January 14, 2024January 9, 2025, Wilfred Owen, Death, Futility, War, 0 Wilfred Owen Poet · England
We hope to grow old and we dread old age; that is to say, we love life and we flee from death. Read explanation Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
There are also times in life when a person has to rush off in pursuit of hopefulness. Jean Giono Writer · France
I love planting bulbs. It is making promises with tomorrow, believing in next year and the future. Jean Hersey Author · USA
