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[tears_of_nienna]

April is National Poetry Month, and today is still, for another 15 minutes, Maundy Thursday. Have a temporally appropriate pre-war Owen poem.

Maundy Thursday
Wilfred Owen

Between the brown hands of a server-lad

Comments

[sir_ophiuchus]

That's beautiful, and a poem by Owen I hadn't encountered before. Thank you. Amazing symbolism there - I love it.

[tears_of_nienna]

It's not one of his more famous ones, since it's not actually a war poem, but it's one of my favorites. The symbolism in the last two lines gets me every single time.

[ext_102354]

The undercurrent of sexuality makes me uncomfortable, but I think that's a good thing.

Or did I miss the point?

And what's your favorite poem by Owen or Sassoon?

[tears_of_nienna]

Yep, it's religiously and sexually transgressive at the same time. Two birds, one poem.

My favorite Owen poems are probably "Insensibility," "Dulce et Decorum Est," and "Strange Meeting." I don't think I could narrow it down beyond that.

[sunnyskywalker]

Oh wow. I hadn't seem this poem before - thanks!