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Comment 8 of 8, added on June 5th, 2006 at 12:11 AM.
i am a year student and have read the poem and find it confussing to read at frist but now undarstand what wilfred was writing
kaila from Australia
Comment 7 of 8, added on May 13th, 2006 at 6:32 AM.
I believe it is a poem about 2 dead people talking about war. they were enemies when alive, and equals when dead.
salt shaker from Singapore
Comment 6 of 8, added on March 12th, 2006 at 11:26 AM.
From my understanding, Owen has conveyed an emotional and expressive view on battle and fighting, where people are lying around dead, and there is so much blood and distraught thoughts in the atmosphere. He comes across a stranger who is suffering "a thousand pains that vision's face was grained" -destroyed. An interesting epic poem based on the first world war.
Emma from United Kingdom
Comment 5 of 8, added on December 15th, 2005 at 2:02 PM.
It could be that he is both dead and has escaped from the battlefield, perhaps he is portraying death as an escape. The ambiguity here could be intentional.
Temujin from United Kingdom
Comment 4 of 8, added on October 15th, 2005 at 10:27 AM.
This is a good poem by the poet but it is quite difficult to understand at times whether the poet is himself dead or has escaped from the battle field.A great part of imagination has been done as someone dead speaks in Hell....
payel roy from India
Comment 3 of 8, added on March 31st, 2005 at 1:16 PM.
anlyses poem strang meeting by wilfred owen
shaker from Brunei Darussalam, Negara
Comment 2 of 8, added on March 16th, 2005 at 1:26 PM.
I belive here we still Owen at his most powerful, despair and hoplessness seem to be all he has left. He disscusses in this poem moral corruption and the pure and senseless sacrifice that is war. Genius!
Jane Pople from United Kingdom
Comment 1 of 8, added on March 6th, 2005 at 4:56 PM.
The poem recounts a dramatic meeting in Hell between a soldier and the enemeny, No?
Madison from Canada
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i am a year student and have read the poem and find it confussing to read at frist but now undarstand what wilfred was writing
kaila from Australia