Look, nobody is saying this is a happy poem about a happy subject. Wilfred Owen is a First World War poet. He is also the writer who left a very visual written legacy of what it was like to be in the War and to witness your colleagues falling around you.
In this poem, he uses a phrase from Horace (Dulce et Decorum Est Pro Patria Mori – it is sweet and decorous/meet to die for your country) to describe one such death. Even though he is in the War, he has no doubt that the claims of the state that it’s good to die for the nation is a load of old rubbish.
In today’s Red Shed, I’m thinking about annual reviews, frost-bitten plants and the chewy question of whether the state determining that we should start going to work, when there is no medical solution to Covid-19, is a case of Dulce and Decorum Est. What do you think?
Hope you’re well! Oh, and if you missed yesterday’s post about Lexie’s Quilt – click here for it!
Take it easy,