Poets in WWI

1.)
"How to Die"

Dark clouds are smouldering into red
While down the craters morning burns.
The dying soldier shifts his head
To watch the glory that returns;
He lifts his fingers toward the skies
Where holy brightness breaks in flame;
Radiance reflected in his eyes,
And on his lips a whispered name.

You'd think, to hear some people talk,
That lads go West with sobs and curses,
And sullen faces white as chalk,
Hankering for wreaths and tombs and hearses.
But they've been taught the way to do it
Like Christian soldiers; not with haste
And shuddering groans; but passing through it
With due regard for decent taste.

2.) This poem has a lot to do with the war, its talking a lot about pain, without saying the actual word, i like that, also, its talking about "funerals/people dying" It also explains how the men soldiers go off into war, and the woman [lads] are crying and cursing, because they know that there is a big chance their man wont come back. The way the man wrote this is very descriptive, but you have to have common sense to understand it.

3.) Biograpy on Siegfried Sassoon-
Sassoon was born September, 8th, 1886, and he died in 1967. He became an English Poet, "He became known as a writer of satirical anti-war verse during World War I. He later won acclaim for his prose work, notably his three-volume fictionalized autobiography, collectively known as the "Sherston Trilogy"." Sassoon was born at Weirleigh hospital. His father, Alfred Ezra Sassoon (1861-1895) "came from the wealthy Indian Baghdadi Jewish Sassoon merchant family but was disinherited for marrying outside the faith. His mother, Theresa, belonged to the Thorny-croft family, sculptors responsible for many of the best-known statues in London"