Wilfred Owen aimed to convey 'the pity of war' in his poetry. How does he try to do this in 'Dulce Decorum Est'?

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Wilfred Owen aimed to convey ‘the pity of war’ in his poetry. How does he try to do this in ‘Dulce Decorum Est’? 

 ‘Dulce Decorum Est’ is a poem written in 1917 by British poet, World War I Soldier, and holder of a Military Cross, Wilfred Owen. He writes from first hand experience and describes the war as a significant tragedy with such realism and strong prevalent imagery to remind us all of the public horrors in the First World War. By juxtaposing the perception of a devastating war, verses the idea of heroic fighting, he successfully illustrates the poem’s ultimate irony – “Dulce Et Decorum Est, Pro Patria Mori,” or “The old Lie, it is a sweet and fitting thing to die for your country.” The poet’s consistent use of imagery as well as the way he breaks away from the conventional poetic form and the delicate language prevalent in the poetry of his time is the roots of his success in presenting his society with the brutality and devastation of the ‘pity of war.’

By using graphic descriptions and direct diction, the tone of the poem is expressed lucidly. Adjectives and verbs that convey filth, fear, and pain, are used, like: “cursed through sludge” and “guttering, choking, drowning.” By using such straightforward and dynamic verbs and the triple-three technique, the readers are hit with shock at the horrific reality he is presenting, and forces them to remember the frightening scenes. Along with this detail are other phrases like, “green sea,” and “thick green light” to enhance the atmosphere, adding a dimension of eeriness and sensuality. These lively descriptions project the image of a person in pain, dying from the poisonous gas in the green sea. This suffering is elaborated in Owen’s continuous use of imagery present throughout the poem, which allows the reader to not only picture, but also understand the poor environmental and physical conditions that the soldiers are forced to undergo.

“And towards our distant rest began to trudge,” “Men marched asleep,” as they “limped on, blood-shod.” These phrases concoct the image of soldiers at the end of their spirits with feet caked in blood, struggling to make their way through the sludge. The sludge tires them further, weighing down their uniforms and legs, up to the point where their uniforms have even lost their militaristic crispness and are reduced to “sacks.” Owen describes the soldiers as they “All went lame; all blind.” This description is dehumanizing and degrading to the soldiers as they become vulnerable to attack, adding danger to the already hectic scene. Using other phrases like, “knock-kneed, coughing like hags” to depict the soldiers, he contrasts reality with the idealistic perception in which the war has always been presented; soldiers pictured cheerfully marching proudly and embracing death with patriotic hearts. The word “hags” also brings to mind disfigurement, and a mutilated body – a picture the public would not be purposely exposed to. By using these adjectives, he enforces the fact that young men are no longer healthy, or able to stand tall, which powerfully shows the effect of the war’s unfavorable conditions. By portraying the soldiers in such discreditable light, Owen causes the reader to express pity for them, and thus question the glory of war.

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Another effective technique Owen considers is his communication with the reader. He uses pronouns like “we” and “our” to include the reader in the witnessing of exhausted marching troops, as well as the suffering and deaths caused by the poisonous gases. By addressing the reader, he separates those who have experienced the war with those who have not, and in doing this, adds validity of a testimonial giving the gruesome imagery added impact. He later addresses the reader as “my friend,” after describing the comrade’s death, as if to pressure his audience into seeing things through his eyes. Immediately after, ...

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