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By Wilfred Owen. Down the close, darkening lanes they sang their way. To the siding-shed, And lined the train with faces grimly gay. Their breasts were stuck all white with wreath and spray. As men's are, dead. Dull porters watched them, and a casual tramp. Stood staring hard, Sorry to miss them from the upland camp.
‘The Send-Off‘ is a unique poem in that it is both very short, and almost vaguely written: it is made up almost exclusively of full rhymes for perfectly regular verses. It was written at Ripon, and revised at Scarborough, and it shows the aftermath of a send-off party – the aftermath of the joy that follows conscripted men.
Oct 22, 2018 · Describing a group of new soldiers departing for the trenches by train, ‘The Send-Off’ is one of Wilfred Owen’s best poems. ‘The Send-Off’ muses upon the unknown fates of those young men who left for war.
The troops have just come from a sending-off ceremony – cheering crowds, bells, drums, flowers given by strangers – and now they are being packed into trains for an unknown...
The Send-Off. Wilfred Owen. 1893 –. 1918. Down the close, darkening lanes they sang their way. To the siding-shed, And lined the train with faces grimly gay. Their breasts were stuck all white with wreath and spray. As men’s are, dead.
The Send-off. Down the close, darkening lanes they sang their way. To the siding-shed, And lined the train with faces grimly gay. Their breasts were stuck all white with wreath and spray. As men’s are, dead. Dull porters watched them, and a casual tramp. Stood staring hard,
The Send-off, by Wilfred Owen. Down the close, darkening lanes they sang their way. To the siding-shed, And lined the train with faces grimly gay. Their breasts were stuck all white with wreath and spray. As men’s are, dead. Dull porters watched them, and a casual tramp. Stood staring hard, Sorry to miss them from the upland camp.
