Wilfred Owen - 'A strange meeting'.
One of the finest poets of the First World War, Wilfred Owen - Who is perhaps best remembered for his atmospheric verse ‘strange meeting’ in which a German and a British soldier encounter each other in the underworld - was killed just one week before the armistice was declared. On the day the guns finally fell silent, his brother Harold, a naval officer, was overwhelmed by a feeling of apprehension and was later ‘visited’ in his cabin by Wilfred’s spirit. Harold’s reaction to the presence of his brother contrasts with the fears of fictional characters who are confronted by unquiet spirits and for that reason his experience is strangely comforting. Harold was unaware of his brother’s death at the time of their strange meeting.
'I had gone down to my cabin to write some letters. I drew aside the door curtain and stepped inside and to my amazement I saw Wilfred sitting in my chair. I felt shock run through me with appalling force and with it I could feel the blood raining away from my face. I did not rush towards him but walked jerkily into the cabin - all my limbs stiff and slow to respond. I did not sit down but looking at him I spoke quietly: “Wilfred how did you get here?” He did not rise and I aw that he was involuntary immobile, but his eyes which had never left mine were alive with the familiar look of trying to make me understand; when I spoke his whole face broke into his sweetest and endearing dark smile. I felt no fear - I had not when I first drew my door curtain and saw him there; only exquisite mental pleasure at thus beholding him. All I was conscious of was sensation of enormous shock and profound astonishment that he should be here in my cabin. I spoke again, “Wilfred dear, how can you be here, it is just not possible…” But still he did not speak, but only smiled his most gentle smile. This not speaking did not now as it had done at fist seem strange or even unnatural; it was not only in some inexplicable way perfectly natural but radiated a quality which made his presence with me undeniably right and in no way out of the ordinary. I loved having him there: I could not and did not want to try to understand how he had got there. I was content to accept him, that he was here with me was sufficient. I could not question anything, the meeting in itself was complete and strangely perfect. He was in uniform and I remember thinking how out of place the khaki looked among the cabin furnishings. With this thought I must have turned my eyes away from him; when I looked back, my cabin chair was empty…
I felt the blood run slowly back to my face and looseness into my limbs and with these an overpowering sense of emptiness and absolute loss… I wondered if I had been dreaming but looking down I saw that I was still standing. Suddenly I felt terribly tired and moving to my bunk I lay down; instantly I went into a deep and oblivious sleep, when I woke up knew with absolute certainty that my brother was dead’.
now they’re engaged and having a baby together
I WANT THIS
Last Night in Ferguson (10.21.14): A state senator was arrested (and mama may have been legally packing), one of the lead organizers, nettaaaaaaaa, was roughed up by police, and one of the main sources of footage/live feeds, Rebel Z, was detained in what seems to have been an intimidation and straight up harassment tactic. The police are out of control, and it’s only getting worse. If you think this is over, you need to look again. #staywoke #farfromover
Ferguson is still happening. Are you still paying attention?
Please someone tell me Julie Andrews saw this lol
driver roll up the partition please
*Remus and Tonks losing Teddy in a crowded place*
"What does your son look like?"
We couldn’t be more thrilled for “American Horror Story: Freak Show” to kick off for numerous reasons, and learning that the hit FX franchise will welcome a transgender performer just makes our excitement for the show more palpable.
This is exactly what snapchat was created for
Mom you can stop stressing
Mom you can stop crying
Mom I can buy the groceries
Mom I can pay for the house
Mom I can give you whatever the fuck you need money