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This theme is shown to be very prominent and is what Wilfred despises. The author ends the poem off with "Why don't they come" he feels betrayed because even though he sacrificed his life for his country no one really thanked him, in the form of helping him back.

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imagery- "shivered in his ghastly suit of grey"
(can also make us think of darkness and death)

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imagery- "glow-lamps budded in the light-blue trees" (helps us visualize what the town may look like).

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exposition - explains the young mans appearance, what the town had been like before he left for war

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Words such as "waiting" and "sleep" reinforce the sense that this soldier's life is interminable to him now
Wording - DARK chair - makes us think of death

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beauty - as well as the attractiveness of the girls, Owen records how beautiful the young man had been - "he'd look a god in kilts...

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pity - asking (twice) emphasizes the man’s physical helplessness – like a child he needs ‘putting to bed’.

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metaphor - look at the use of his language (first paragraph is still, next is about this time, there was (past),  one time, now... (present) - this serves as a metaphor for the effects of time on the young man in the rest of the poem

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- love
- victory
- war
- fear
- quality of life
- loss (physical and mental)
- horror
- pity
- beauty

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the literary devices are used to help the reader visualize the story - bring it to life

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imagery - "blood-smear down his leg"

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simile - LIKE some queer disease

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simile - but not AS crowds cheer Goal

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imagery - "warm their subtle hands" "feel how slim"

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anaphora - voices
simile - LIKE a hymn

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many locations including:
-him sitting outside watching the town (maybe at the park?)
- pre war-life at bars and common town locations
- war location + during war time
- returning home in front of crowd (one person thanks him and really wants to get to know him while others cheered, but not the way he wishes)
- institution

*setting is symbolic because it allows the reader to picture the experiences and where they happened and why the main character is the way he is today

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narrator keeps referring to "him" or "he", so we can conclude this is the main character of the story

minor characters include the women he thinks about,  the man that thanked him for his service, etc.

*in order to have a better idea of the main character and his past experiences, the minor characters are necessary as they provide those little details that allow the reader to fully understand who the main character is based on his experiences

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each mini paragraph gives us more details and information about this character (a new chapter of his life)

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plot - someone thanked him for his service in the war; now is in an institute being cared for since cannot care for himself

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plot - thinks about another soldier's legs since he is saying "younger than his youth".... "Poured it down shell-holes till the veins ran dry,

And half his lifetime lapsed in the hot race

And leap of purple spurted from his thigh."

hints that this is about the war "young recruits... drafted our with drums and cheers"

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plot - we are introduced to a man in a wheelchair, without legs watching children at a park

narrator is talking about how this life used to be different before he lost his knees

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voice - 3rd person omniscient - significant because we are able to learn about narrator's thoughts. Third person is seen with pronouns like "he."

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Applying the Formalist Approach to Wilfred Owen's "Disabled" reveals that people who make impulsive decisions in their youth may suffer loneliness and loss/trauma with the result that they ultimately regret the choices they made.

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Questions that the Formalist Approach asks:

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Questions that the Formalist Approach asks:

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- How is the work structured or organized? What is the work's plot? What is the beginning? middle? end?
- Who is narrating or telling what happens in the work? How is the narrator, speaker, or character revealed to readers? How do we come to know and understand this figure?
- Who are the major and minor characters? What do they represent? How do they relate to one another?
- What is the setting of the work (place, time, atmosphere)? How is the setting related to what we know of the characters and their actions? To what extent is the setting symbolic?
- What kind of language does the author use to describe, narrate, explain, or otherwise create the world of the literary text? More specifically, what images, similes, metaphors, and symbols appear? What is their function and/or meaning?
- Which themes are explored in the text? What is the lesson to be learned about these themes?

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BY WILFRED OWEN

He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark,

And shivered in his ghastly suit of grey,

Legless, sewn short at elbow. Through the park

Voices of boys rang saddening like a hymn,

Voices of play and pleasure after day,

Till gathering sleep had mothered them from him.

*        *        *        *        *

About this time Town used to swing so gay

When glow-lamps budded in the light-blue trees,

And girls glanced lovelier as the air grew dim,—

In the old times, before he threw away his knees.

Now he will never feel again how slim

Girls' waists are, or how warm their subtle hands,

All of them touch him like some queer disease.

*        *        *        *        *

There was an artist silly for his face,

For it was younger than his youth, last year.

Now, he is old; his back will never brace;

He's lost his colour very far from here,

Poured it down shell-holes till the veins ran dry,

And half his lifetime lapsed in the hot race

And leap of purple spurted from his thigh.

*        *        *        *        *

One time he liked a blood-smear down his leg,

After the matches carried shoulder-high.

It was after football, when he'd drunk a peg,

He thought he'd better join. He wonders why.

Someone had said he'd look a god in kilts.

That's why; and maybe, too, to please his Meg,

Aye, that was it, to please the giddy jilts,

He asked to join. He didn't have to beg;

Smiling they wrote his lie: aged nineteen years.

Germans he scarcely thought of, all their guilt,

And Austria's, did not move him. And no fears

Of Fear came yet. He thought of jewelled hilts

For daggers in plaid socks; of smart salutes;

And care of arms; and leave; and pay arrears;

Esprit de corps; and hints for young recruits.

And soon, he was drafted out with drums and cheers.

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Some cheered him home, but not as crowds cheer Goal.

Only a solemn man who brought him fruits

Thanked him; and then inquired about his soul.

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Now, he will spend a few sick years in institutes,

And do what things the rules consider wise,

And take whatever pity they may dole.

Tonight he noticed how the women's eyes

Passed from him to the strong men that were whole.

How cold and late it is! Why don't they come

And put him into bed? Why don't they come?