Owen was killed just a week before the end of the First World War.
He was born in Oswestry, spent his teenage years in Shrewsbury, and is simply one of the greatest war poets the world has ever known.
Wilfred Owen.
He died 90 years ago this November, killed in action a week before the first Armistice Day. He was just 25.
His poetry spoke out for the ordinary soldier, shivering with fear, cold and disease in the trenches.
His verses evoke the tragedy of young life lost. His work has as much force today, as young British men die in the dust of Aghanistan, as it did nine decades ago. His simple eloquence howls with rage down the ages.
In this month’s issue of The Shropshire Magazine, Neil Thomas writes of Wilfred Owen – a Shropshire hero who has reached near-mythical status. Alongside examples of his most powerful poems, the story is told of his upbringing, his war and his untimely death, as well as details of some of the events that have been organised to commemorate his passing.
Loading ...
Share this article:
What are these?