‘I saw his round mouth’s crimson...’
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Title
‘I saw his round mouth’s crimson...’
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Creator
Owen, Wilfred (1893-1918)
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Abstract
I saw his round mouth's crimson deepen as it fell,
Like a sun, in his last deep hour;
Watched the magnificent recession of farewell,
Clouding, half gleam, half glower,
And a last splendour burn the heavens of his cheek.
And in his eyes
The cold stars lighting, very old and bleak,
In different skies.
Like a sun, in his last deep hour;
Watched the magnificent recession of farewell,
Clouding, half gleam, half glower,
And a last splendour burn the heavens of his cheek.
And in his eyes
The cold stars lighting, very old and bleak,
In different skies.
Date
1917-11
1917-12
1917-12
Source
The Complete Poems and Fragments of Wilfred Owen edited by Jon Stallworthy first published by Chatto & Windus, 1983, #22, CPF vol. 1, p. 123, vol. 2, p. 277
EB, CDL, DH. BL 1.88
EB, CDL, DH. BL 1.88
Type
Poem
Publisher
The First World War Poetry Digital Archive
