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         <description><![CDATA[<div>-‘Wasted young’<br><br><br>-‘<mark>China plate of a shoulder blade</mark>’<br>This shows fragile the person is after war and how mentally unstable they are as well, at any point they could just break and would never be the same again<br>W<br>-‘<mark>Blown and broken bird’s egg of a skull</mark>’<br><br>‘<mark>Twenty men buried in one long grave</mark>’</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Mametz Wood was one of the bloodiest battles of World War One. As part of the first Battle of the Somme in 1916, soldiers of the Welsh division were ordered to take Mametz Wood, the largest area of trees on the battlefield. The 38th Welsh Division lost 4,000 men during the attack which lasted five days.</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>'Mametz Wood' is a deeply slow poem, inspired by Owen Sheers' trip to Wales, during which a tomb of twenty Allied soldiers were discovered.</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>-The poem opens with imagery to do with winter, such as “frosty”, and suggests the premature end of a wintery day. Images of warmth, such as “blaz’d” and “the sun” are contrasted with this.</div><div><br>-The use of verbs such as “wheel’d”, “hiss’d” and “flew”, such rapid movement, while the noun “rapture” suggests the intense enjoyment of the boys skating on the lake.</div><div><br>-The natural world is represented in the poem, with “woodland pleasure”, and “leafless trees”, while the humans are also portrayed as animals. The skaters are all “shod with steel” like “untir’d” horses, chasing the “hunted hare”.</div><div><br>-There is imagery to do with sounds, the pack is “bellowing”, the icy crags “tinkled like iron”, there is an “alien sound/Of melancholy”.</div><div>Final words – “in the west/The orange sky of evening died away”, which suggests the vivid image of a sunset as we return to the warm glow of the evening.</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>This is an extract from a much longer lyric poem where Wordsworth explored ‘the growth of my own mind’ as a poet. This extract is from the first part, titled: ‘Childhood’ and is a flashback to a time he stole a boat at home in the Lake District. The journey symbolises his emotional journey as a poet, which started with a mystic, and emotional connection with the power of nature. It also symbolises a journey within memory, looking for meaning. Wordsworth was a great Romantic poet - a movement interested in emotion, nature and a mystical connection with a higher power. The full poem was considered by Wordsworth as his masterpiece.</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div> The Prelude, in full The Prelude, or Growth of a Poet's Mind, autobiographical poem in blank verse by William Wordsworth</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>-‘<mark>Bent double, like old beggars under sacks, knock-kneed, coughing like hags</mark>, we cursed through sludge, till the haunting flaires we turned our backs”<br><br>-‘Men marched asleep’<br><br>-‘In all my dreams, before my helpless sight, he plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning’<br><br>-‘Gas! Gas! Quick, boys! – An ecstasy of fumbling, fitting the clumsy helmets just in time’<br>They are not ready for what hit them and need to get on their masks quickly <br><br>“<mark>Guttering, Choking, Drowning</mark>”<br><br>“Corrupted lungs”<br><br>“<mark>His hanging face , like a devils sick of sin”- destroyed face, ruined</mark><br><br>“Some desperate glory”</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Wilfred Owen was killed in action on 4 November 1918 exactly one week (almost to the hour) before the signing of the Armistice, which ended the First World War. His mother received the telegram informing her of his death on Armistice Day, as the church bells were ringing out in celebration. This poem has such detailed imagery, even by today's standards, it is still thought of as an unforgettable excoriation of World War I with the use of its intense tone, it truly gives the reader an insight of what the feeling of being on the front line would have been like.</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Dulce et Decorum Est" is a poem Wilfred Owen wrote following his experiences fighting in the trenches in northern France during World War I.</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>‘The poem is structured in two halves “The Tragedy” and “The Irony” showing it is like chapters in a tragic story’</div><div><br>The language is ominous, indicating darkness and tragedy – “tawny vapour”, “webby fold” and “waning taper”. Her whole world is covered in gloom.</div><div><br>“He – has fallen” is a euphemism to shield the widow from the harsh truth but the dashes represent her grief and inability to process the news of her husband’s death.</div><div><br>Pathetic fallacy of the “fog hangs thicker” shows her grief is settling in.</div><div><br>Final words – “new love that they would learn” shows the irony that he was looking forward to their new life together.  It heightens the tragedy and heartbreak of his death because they will never be together and rekindle their relationship.</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Thomas Hardy was a novelist – so was a storyteller. Hardy wrote much of his poetry about war and the lives of soldiers in the 19th century, and in particular the effects of war on the men and their families at home. The poem is probably related to the Boer War but the fact she is ‘a’ wife reflects the tragedy of how many lives were lost during many wars.</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>It is about a woman in London who is waiting for her husband to come back from the war</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>-‘<mark>I give you an onion</mark>’<br><br>-‘<mark>Not a red rose or a satin heart</mark>’<br><br>-‘It is a moon wrapped in brown paper‘<br><br>-‘It will blind you with tears // like a lover‘<br><br>-‘<mark>Its fierce kiss will stay on your lips</mark>‘<br><br>-‘Its platinum loops shrink to a wedding ring // if you like‘</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Carol Ann Duffy (born 1955) is a Scottish poet and fierce feminist.</div><div>Her collection The World’s Wife took characters from history, literature and mythology and gave them a female point of view, as a sister, a wife or a feminised version of a character. Carol Ann Duffy wrote Valentine after a radio producer asked her to write an original poem for St. Valentine's Day. Duffy likes to break conventions and in Valentine she is criticising society’s views of being materialistic. Duffy’s poem is reminiscent of metaphysical poets such as John Donne, who approached ordinary objects in original and surprising ways. The multilayered complexity of the onion represents a real relationship and is used as an extended metaphor throughout.</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The poem challenges the stereotypical view of a Valentine's gift when the speaker presents their lover with the metaphorical onion as a moon wrapped in brown paper. The forceful presentation of this gift, and the final word choice, also suggests this is a relationship which is cruel, domineering and menacing.</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>-‘I could choose any hero’<br><br>-‘Standing in silver stirrups’<br><br>-‘One eye smiling, the other upon the enemy’<br><br>-‘Big Bad Floyd’<br><br>-‘Sweet with a dark and hollow center’</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Rita Dove is married to fellow-writer Fred Viebahn and Cozy Apologia seems to be an affectionate tribute to him. The poem notes details of a couple's domestic life as writers, 'Twin desks, computers, hardwood floors'. It is set against the arrival of Hurricane Floyd, a powerful storm which hit the east coast of the USA in 1999. This factual, real-life context supports the idea this is an autobiographical poem.</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Cozy Apologia is a poem written in defence of the poet's relationship with her husband, Fred. Throughout the poem there is a dreamy adoration for the male partner, despite the oncoming hurricane, or because of it's imminent arrival.</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>-'Like the night'<br><br>-‘Waves In every ravens tress’<br><br>-‘Thoughts serenely sweet express’<br><br>-‘One shade more, one ray less’</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Byron was a leading figure of the Romantic movement and liked to break conventions. Byron’s private life was very public and he was known for his many relationships with different women.</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The speaker compares his beloved with the night of cloudless climate and starry skies. Bright and dark colours have been harmoniously combined in her eyes and aspect to make her pleasant in appearance.  The second stanza carries on contrasting between light and dark, day and night, to describe her beauty. The third stanza concludes that she's not just beautiful, she's "good" and "innocent," too.</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>-‘If I should die, think only this of me, that there's some corner of a foreign field, that is forever England’<br><br>-‘There shall be in that rich earth a richer dust concealed<br><br>-‘A body of England's, breathing English air, washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home’<br><br>-‘A body of England's, breathing English air, washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home’<br><br>-‘A pulse in the eternal mind, no less, gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given’</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Rupert Brooke was a soldier during WWI and died of blood poisoning. He was buried in “a foreign field” in Cyprus. He never was involved in active service but this poem shows he felt very patriotic about England</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The Soldier is a sonnet in which Brooke glorifies England during the First World War. He speaks in the guise of an English soldier as he is leaving home to go to war. The poem represents the patriotic ideals that characterized pre-war England.</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>-‘And the hapless Soldier's sigh, runs in blood down Palace walls’</div><div><br><br>-‘I wander thro' each charter'd street, near where the charter'd Thames does flow’<br><br>-‘And mark in every face I meet marks of weakness, marks of woe’<br><br>-‘In every voice, in every ban, the mind-forg'd manacles I hear’<br><br>-‘How the Chimney-sweeper's cry, every blackning Church appalls’</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>This poem was written based on the failure of the established Church to help children in London who were forced to work.Blake lived and worked in the capital, so was arguably well placed to write clearly about the conditions people who lived there faced.</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"London" by William Blake is a poem in which the poet describes a journey through "each charter'd street" of the city and details the "woe" he observes in every quarter. </div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>-‘For The ends of being and ideal grace’<br><br>-‘<mark>How do I love thee? Let me count the ways</mark>’<br><br>-“<mark>I love thee to the depth and breadth and height</mark>”<br><br>-‘in my old griefs’<br><br>-‘<mark>I shall love thee better after death</mark>’</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Elizabeth Barrett Browning fell in love with Robert Browning after he reached out to her about her writing.  The couple wrote letters back and forth to each other before finally marrying, knowing full well that the marriage would not be accepted by Barrett Browning’s father.  Their marriage was not only one filled with love, but also respect for each other’s writings.  The two were each other’s biggest supporters, and so it is no surprise that Barrett Browning would include this sonnet in her collection titled Sonnets From the Portuguese, so titled because Robert Browning often referred to his wife as his little Portuguese.</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Sonnet 43 expresses the poet's intense love for her husband-to-be, Robert Browning. She loves him freely without influence or harassment, she loves him purely, without expectation of personal gain.</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>-Repetition of 'only then' <br><br>-'the frozen river which ran through his face'<br><br>-'to handle and hold'<br><br>-'the damaged, porcelain collarbone' <br><br>-'then I widened the search, traced the scarring back to its source' <br><br>-'unexploded mine buried deep in his mind' <br>Metaphor when it sets off he will never be the sam</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The Poem is also known as  “Laura’s Poem” because this poem was written by Armitage for a Channel 4 television documentary about the lives of soldiers and their families.  Laura is the wife of a soldier who served in Bosnia and was discharged from the Army because of his physical injuries and poor mental health; and this poem is written from her perspective, about her husband.</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Armitage uses a first person voice, that of a soldier’s wife, to describe the emotional distance between herself and her husband, following his physical and mental injuries sustained through active military service. It could be a description of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-10-18 09:15:48 UTC</pubDate>
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