#HumanitiesPostOfTheWeek [MINERS] by Wilfred Owen. Another one of my all time favourites. Despairing and grievous, Owen’s Miners portrays the tragic futility and deep irony of the war endeavour. Throughout Miners , Owen exudes the bitter resenting of the idle mining, an extended metaphor for the soliders’ ceaseless fighting, and irrevocably evokes sentiments of looming anguish to the tragic yet futile loss of countless lives. Apt to the work are major thematic concerns in which Owen explores including the futility of war as well as the lack of remembrance and legacy of their solider-hood.
The title Miners offers a segue to various connotations in which Owen nuances. As a weary and often fruitless enterprise, the nature of mining is offered as a stark representation to the fatigued labouring of the soldiers. Yet, mining often connotes an exposition to search something precious or of some degree of value. Indeed, Owen’s use of this extended metaphor directly alludes to the endless efforts of the soldiers in order to extract ‘Peace’ for the world. A connotation of both sacrifice and empty hope, Owen conveys the ‘mining’ nature of the strenuous and ill war endeavours. 🤗 Enjoy Reading!! Comment anything interesting you notice. PST notice the tone shifts from a reverie like one transitioning to one of more aggression and accusatory tone in the concluding stanzas! -A😃🙌🏻✌🏻 (Caption is COPYRIGHT, and my intellectual property #2K18) #poetry#humanities#english#literature#wilfredowen#worldwar1#ww1#war#emotionless#dehumanized#insensible#beautiful#pity#plight#propaganda#warpoets
IT’S ALMOST TIME|| On your joyful wedding day,
You begin a brand new life.
Friends and family give their gifts
To joyful husband, blissful wife.
But the greatest gift you'll ever get,
A gift from heaven above,
Is love forever, ending never,
You'll share life's joy and pleasure;
You'll have plenty of that, it's true.
But love is the real treasure
For your new spouse and you.
And if life hands you challenges,
As it does to one and all,
Your love will hold you steady
And never let you fall.
Your wedding day is full of joy;
Tomorrow you cannot see.
But one thing's sure for the two of you:
The best is yet to be.
“The best is yet to be” by Joanna Fuchs