1. The War Poets
di Scotton Claudia
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2. 1914 – The beginning of the war
“An adventure
undertaken
for noble ends.”
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3. The Soldier - Brooke
If I should die, think only this of me:
That there's some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;
And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness.
In hearts at peace, under an English heaven.
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4. 1916 – The horror of the war
• Doubt and disillusionment
• Terrible toll of human lives
• The hell in trenches
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5. Glory Of Women - Sassoon
You love us when we're heroes, home on leave,
Or wounded in a mentionable place.
While you are knitting socks to send your son
You worship decorations; you believe
That chivalry redeems deeper in the mud.
His face is trodden the war's disgrace.
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6. Wilfred Owen
“My subject is War, and the pity of War.
The poetry is in the pity.”
-Wilfred Owen–
Poet’s Corner, Westminster Abbey
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7. Dulce Et Decorum Est - Owen
If in some smothering dreams, you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin,
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs
Bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.
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8. August 1914 - Rosenberg
What in our lives is burnt
In the fire of this?
The heart’s dear granary?
The much we shall miss?
Three lives hath one life –
Iron, honey, gold.
The gold, the honey gone –
Left is the hard and cold.
Iron are our lives
Molten right through our youth.
A burnt space through ripe fields
A fair mouth’s broken tooth.
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9. Veglia - Ungaretti Un'intera nottata
buttato vicino
a un compagno
massacrato
con la sua bocca
digrignata
volta al plenilunio
con la congestione
delle sue mani
penetrata
nel mio silenzio
ho scritto
lettere piene d'amore.
Non sono mai stato
tanto
attaccato alla vita.
Cima Quattro, 25 Dicembre 1915
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10. Soldati
Si sta come
d’autunno
sugli alberi
le foglie
Bosco di Courton, Luglio 1918
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11. Raccolte
• Il porto sepolto (1916)
• Allegria di Naufragi (1919)
• L’allegria (1931)
• Sentimento del Tempo (1933)
• Il Dolore (1947)
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12. « E subito riprende
il viaggio
come
dopo il naufragio
un superstite
lupo di mare »
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