How Wilfred Owen Presents the Horror of War in Dulce et Decorum est

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How Wilfred Owen Presents the Horror of War in Dulce et Decorum est

In the First World War people wanted the young men to go to war, but
no-one really knew about conditions of the fighting in the war.
Wilfred Owen was one of the people who wanted to tell the public what
war was really was like. He tried to do that through his poetry. One
of his poems "Dulce et decorum est" shows the horror of war very well.
We know that Wilfred Owen really does know what he's talking about as
he served through most of the war and died shortly before the
armistice. I am going to compare "Dulce et Decorum est" with other
poems on the horror of war.

"Dulce et Decorum est" is short for the Latin saying "Dulce est
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He also alerts our
senses by saying "As under a green sea I saw him drowning," this
alerts our senses because we can imagine ourselves seeing someone

Wilfred Owen puts dramatic similes into his poetry. "Like a devils
face sick of sin" is quite dramatic and gives it an evil sound. I
cannot imagine a devil being sick of sin, but I think that the face
would e distorted and twisted.

He also uses harsh constantan sounds. This is reflecting the sounds of
the firing of rifles and shells; they would be short sharp sounds. All
these things give us a picture in our head of life in the trenches.
This helps a lot to the horror of war as an image is more powerful
then words. , and giving us the ability to picture the scene in the
poem is giving us a good impression of war and its horrors.

The point of the poem was to deliver the horrors of war to the public
so that they would stop seeing the war as such a patriotic adventure.
I think Wilfred Owen manages to get his point well in the poem.

"The General" is a bright poem with a bouncy rhythm. This may sound
like it doesn't present the horror of war very well but it adds the
irony to poem as the message contrasts with the light hearted bouncy
rhythm. By saying the General in the poem and Siegfried Sassoon…