Can someone compile me a list of relatively famous war poems?

Question

It's not restricted to any particular war. Please give the details such as the author and if possible the year it was written. Much appreciated.

Answer 1

There is a really, really famous British poem about World War I by Wilfred Owen called Dulce et Decorum Est.

It was written during October 1917 and published posthumously at about 1920, I think. Wilfred Owen's well known for his war poems- simply because they're so realistic. This is because he used to be a soldier himself.

"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 I 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."

If you're interested there's a small collection of other WWI poems here:

http://www.fordham.edu/halsall/mod/1914w...

Answer 2

Well in my 9th grade world history class we read this poem called "In Flanders Field" it was written during the first world war. It's actually a famous war poem. A guy named John McCrae wrote it. He wrote it on May 3rd, 1915..I think after he saw his friend die. It goes:

In Flanders fields the poppies blow

Between the crosses, row on row,

That mark our place; and in the sky

The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the dead. Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved, and were loved, and now we lie

In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from failing hands we throw

The torch; be yours to hold it high.

If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders fields.

— John McCrae

hope I helped =D.