Wilfred Owen

Anthem for Doomed Youth

Dehumanizing war metaphor

Compares soldiers dying to cattle being slaughtered. Immediately establishes soldiers as victims, not heroic figures.

What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?
Only the monstrous anger of the guns.
Only the stuttering rifles' rapid rattle

Mechanical sound of death

Rifles 'stutter' like a mechanical language, replacing human ritual with industrial violence.

Can patter out their hasty orisons.
No mockeries for them; no prayers nor bells,
Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs,—

Grief transformed into sound

Traditional mourning replaced by war's sonic landscape: shells and bugles become the 'choirs' of grief.

The shrill, demented choirs of wailing shells;
And bugles calling for them from sad shires.
What candles may be held to speed them all?
Not in the hands of boys, but in their eyes
Shall shine the holy glimmers of goodbyes.
The pallor of girls' brows shall be their pall;
Their flowers the tenderness of patient minds,
And each slow dusk a drawing-down of blinds.
Source Wikipedia Poetry Foundation

Reading Notes

War's Ritual of Destruction

Owen systematically deconstructs traditional mourning rituals by showing how industrial warfare eliminates human dignity. Where funerals would normally have bells, prayers, and candles, soldiers receive only mechanical sounds of artillery.

The poem transforms grief into an impersonal, technological experience. Soldiers die anonymously, without individual recognition, their deaths reduced to statistical events rather than human tragedies.

Intimate Grief Beyond Battlefields

[CONTEXT: Owen wrote from direct WWI trench experience, himself wounded and traumatized] The poem's final lines shift from battlefield to homeland, showing grief's private dimensions. Candles become soldiers' eyes, palls become girls' pale foreheads—suggesting how war's trauma extends far beyond combat zones.

Owen captures how collective loss transforms personal mourning, with each sunset ('slow dusk') and drawn blind representing quiet, cumulative national grief.