Comments about Siegfried Sassoon
Debi88621662: “Soldiers are citizens of death’s grey land,
Drawing no dividend from time’s tomorrows.
In the great hour of destiny they stand,
Each with his feuds, and jealousies, and sorrows.”
— Siegfried Sassoon, “The War Poems”
war_poets: 9 July 1916 Siegfried Sassoon takes a horse ride to Corbie to visit Norman Loder ‘he lives in a very fine billet.’
war_poets: 8 July 1917 Robert Ross writes to Siegfried Sassoon ‘I am quite appalled at what you have done! I can only hope that the C.O. at Litherland will absolutely ignore your letter. I am terrified lest you should be put under arrest.’
2PersonBookClub: "...And mocked by hopeless longing to regain
Bank-holidays, and picture shows, and spats,
And going to the office in the train."
WorldNewsByABot: German soldiers and police become so used to sidestepping around swastika and Bloods gang symbols that banner 'under Siegfried Sassoon'
BrianMcNerney1: Are you wondering how folks who served see this president? Article linked below, by Greg Jaffee, is all you need to know. Siegfried Sassoon said ‘Soldiers are dreamers.’ Well, soldiers are also thinkers. Past & present: we see, we are appalled and angry, we remember.
war_poets: 7 July 1916 Siegfried Sassoon lunches in Amiens with four fellow officers.
war_poets: July 1918 Siegfried Sassoon & Vivian de Sola Pinto attend divisional parade service. 'When he compared us to the early Christians fighting wild beasts in the arena at Rome, I had to keep my eyes off Siegfried, because I knew that if I caught his glance we would both explode.’
war_poets: 6 July 1916 Siegfried Sassoon’s battalion is back at Heilly-sur-l’Ancre
war_poets: 6 July 1917 Siegfried Sassoon sends his 'Declaration' against the War to his commanding officer, refusing to perform further military duties. You can see a copy of the letter he sent in his diary
Redrubies7: Siegfried Sassoon. 13
worqas: Siegfried Sassoon is my favorite war poet. He taught me how to respect a soldier and the terrible ordeal they go through, and taught me those who betray them should not be respected.
Capt Sher Khan Shaheed (NH) is a great warrior and hero of this nation. We cannot repay him.
TrenchTrotter: 104 years ago today. Siegfried Sassoon had a “moment” and entered Wood Trench near Mametz Wood to try and kill a sniper who had just shot one of his men, L/Cpl Kendle. He did not find the sniper but routed a number of Germans in the trench. More.
N_Cog_Neat_O: Honestly, I've been fascinated with Siegfried Sassoon since I had to read some of his poetry in a uni class.
war_poets: 5 July 1916 Siegfried Sassoon, in search of a sniper firing on the Royal Welch, goes forward alone with a bag of bombs and finds a trench full of Germans ‘I chucked four Mills bombs into their trench and to my surprise fifty or sixty ran away.’
bobcookiepuss: I love subtle humor that verges on imperceptible: “The symbolism of the sunset was wasted on the rank and file, who were more concerned with the not infrequent badness of their boots.” -Siegfried Sassoon, memoirs of an infantry officer, 1930
war_poets: 4 July 1916 Siegfried Sassoon’s battalion goes into the trenches near Mametz Wood ‘These dead are terrible … There were 30 of our own laid out in two ranks by the Mametz-Carnoy road – some side by side on their backs’
war_poets: 4 July 1917 Siegfried Sassoon receives a telegram instructing him to join at Litherland camp in Liverpool immediately. He notes ‘(I have now overstayed my leave a week). This is the first step.’
farrisqueer: me anytime i get to set a wallpaper on a device: that one super gay photo of siegfried sassoon and stephen tennant
war_poets: 3 July 1916 Siegfried Sassoon leaves the Fricourt trenches ‘Everyone very cheery – no officer casualties yet’
war_poets: 3 July 1918 Siegfried Sassoon writes to Osbert Sitwell ‘Have you met Wilfred Owen, my little friend, whose verses were in the Nation recently? He is so nice, and shy, and fervent about poetry, which he is quite good at, and will do very well some day.’
isidro_li: Now God is in the strife,
And I must seek Him there,
Where death outnumbers life,
And fury smites the air.
I walk the secret way
With anger in my brain.
O music through my clay,
When will you sound again?
— Siegfried Sassoon
war_poets: 2 July 1916 Siegfried Sassoon writes ‘The Germans are shelling our new front line. Fricourt is full of British soldiers seeking souvenirs. The place was a ruin before; now it is a dust-heap.’
AntsBK: Popped in to Mells churchyard to pay homage to Siegfried Sassoon. A brave soldier and brilliant poet.
war_poets: 1 July 1916 Siegfried Sassoon writes of the first day of the Battle of the Somme ‘I am looking at a sunlit picture of Hell.’
JohnFriary: Just watched "The Burying Party" on Amazon Prime, a one hour film about Wilfred Owen and his meeting with Siegfried Sasson at Edinburgh's Craiglockhart college (where I was a student at Napier). It clearly shows what a Mentor Sassoon was to Owen!
NoirImage: Interesting article about Rachel Sassoon Beer who edited two Fleet Street newspapers. Her nephew was the poet and writer Siegfried Sassoon
OldMotherRiley: ".... we were looking across the Weald while dusk was falling and away in the hayfields a nightjar churred endlessly on as though it could make June stay with us for ever" Siegfried Sassoon, The Old Century.
war_poets: 30 June 1916 Siegfried Sassoon is notified that he has been awarded the Military Cross.
OfBulletedFxith: ✒ He's a veteran of the British Army, having served as Second Lieutenant in a war. Even on the battlefield, he was close with a man named Siegfried Sassoon, whom became his mentor and closest friend not long before the war.
OfBulletedFxith: ✒ Siegfried Sassoon died in Wilfred's arms while the two were on the battlefield. This scene plays back in Wilfred's mind a lot.
war_poets: 29 June 1917 Siegfried Sassoon includes an article from a newspaper in his diary. 'Our soldiers knew that, if the nation was prepared to back them, they could go on inflicting defeats until decisive victory was gained. They never wavered, never doubted.’
pauljimerson: These days, the most famous literature from World War I depicts the horror and the futility of the war — poems by Siegfried Sassoon and Wilfred Owen, and the novel All Quiet on the Western Front (1928) by Erich Maria Remarque, all of them soldiers as well as writers.
thewolfandcrow1: My review of Regeneration by Pat Barker is on Goodreads! This is a novel about Siegfried Sassoon and others in WW1 suffering PTSD. The central character was the writer of the poem that I performed a number of weeks ago.
war_poets: 28 June 1916 Siegfried Sassoon leaves Morlancourt for the trenches ‘Wet feet–short of sleep–trench-mouth—very beastly it all is—on the surface.’
mattbutlerpsych: Dadd later wrote a poem to give contextual narrative to the painting:
MrTRoach: Then, I’d go line-by-line through Wilfred Owen’s Anthem for Doomed Youth with its metaphors and alliteration of battle sound, and the effect on the home shires. Dulce et Decorum Est if there’s time or one of Siegfried Sassoon’s graphic descriptions of combat or artillery fire. 4/
war_poets: 27 June 1916 Siegfried Sassoon writes ‘Rode up to the line after lunch. Things looked much the same as usual, except for the noise of our guns and the quantity of stuff about the lines.’
war_poets: 27 June 1917 Siegfried Sassoon is due to report to the Royal Welsh depot at Litherland. Instead he remains at home in Kent ‘his rebellion against the war advancing through inaction.’
JulieParker88: Recently added! Sherston's Progress by Siegfried Sassoon, Folio Society 1974, illustrator John Lawrence, fine decorative editions, World War One, war poets
war_poets: 27 June 1918 Siegfried Sassoon writes to Eddie Marsh about his new accommodation ‘Think of a frowsty bed in a dingy, fly-buzzing room with a brick floor; and a midden-smelling yard full of whistling soldiers outside the window.’
war_poets: 26 June 1916 Siegfried Sassoon leaves Bussy-les-Daours for Morlancourt
Barsley4: Either way, it's too hot to read him. I think I might return to Siegfried Sassoon.
war_poets: 25 June 1916 Siegfried Sassoon completes ‘Before the Battle’
davemcardle: We've convinced the kids that their mum previously worked for the well-known hairdresser Siegfried Sassoon...
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RaeCorson: Reading about Siegfried Sassoon’s feedback on Wilfred Owen’s early poem drafts is one of my favourite things to do.
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BookRarities: Memoirs Of A Fox Hunting Man FIRST EDITION 1928 Siegfried Sassoon - Rare Book
“He's a cheery old card,” grunted Harry to Jack
As they slogged up to Arras with rifle and pack.
But he did for them both by his plan of attack.
"The General" -- Siegfried Sassoon
war_poets: 21 June 1917 Siegfried Sassoon writes ‘I am revolting against the war being continued indefinitely; I believe that Carson, Milner, Lloyd George & Northcliffe intend the war to continue at least two more years.’
Matthew16743561: No one spoke of him again. You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye Who cheer when soldier lads march by, Sneak home and pray you'll never know The hell where youth and laughter go.
TonyLea17: "Soldiers are sworn to action; they must win
Some flaming, fatal climax with their lives.
Soldiers are dreamers; when the guns begin
They think of firelit homes, clean beds and wives."
--- Siegfried Sassoon
kashafasim: ‘On November 5, 1917, 100 years ago today, Wilfred Owen wrote a gorgeous love letter to fellow gay World War I poet Siegfried Sassoon. It continues to be one of my favorite love letters of all time.’
war_poets: 20 June 1918 Siegfried Sassoon leaves Habarcq for St Hilaire.
war_poets: 19 June 1918 Siegfried Sassoon writes to Robert Nichols 'I see Wilfred Owen's verse in the Nation. The sonnet is not up to his form. But I have faith in him. He will do well if you & R.G. look after him, & stop him using preciosities.'
war_poets: 19 June 1917 Siegfried Sassoon contemplates a perceived conspiracy of silence about the horrors of the war ‘The soldiers who return home seem to be stunned by the things they have endured. They are willingly entrapped by the silent conspiracy against them.’
gambhir_anushka: "You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye
Who cheer when soldier lads march by,
Sneak home and pray you'll never know
The hell where youth and laughter go"
I've been reading a bit of Siegfried Sassoon and his war poems that make me feel the loss of a war I was never part of.
war_poets: 18 June 1918 Siegfried Sassoon notes in his diary that ‘I stood with the dead’ was written on this date in Habarcq. Following this entry there is a note that Sassoon lost the notebook from June 18th to Aug 19th while walking on the Cheviot Hills.
nurazmimaa: "in me tiger sniffs the rose"-Siegfried Sassoon
ralphlanyon: Wilfred Owen being like ‘mom stop I wish you wouldn’t come visit me in the psychiatric hospital you’re so COMMON and I’m trying to impress Siegfried Sassoon’
ralphlanyon: I respect that the cast and crew of this film all came together and worked so hard on this filmic Wilfred Owen/Siegfried Sassoon fanfic, the mainstream industry is just not ready for your galaxy brains yet
ralphlanyon: The fact that Wilfred Owen LITERALLY wrote ‘you have fixed my life, however short’ to Siegfried Sassoon... and then DIED
war_poets: 15 June 1917 Siegfried Sassoon completes a draft of his statement against the war. Writing as George Sherston he says
‘Well, how are things in Heaven? I wish you’d say,
Because I’d like to know that you’re all right.
Tell me, have you found everlasting day
war_poets: 15 June 1918 Siegfried Sassoon writes ‘One cannot be a good soldier & a good poet at the same time. Soldiering depends on a multitude of small details; one must not miss any of the details. Poetry depends on wayward moods & sudden emotions.’
SchoolDepotCoUk: Hollands, John
war_poets: 14 June 1918 Siegfried Sassoon writes ‘The noise of the bombardments – miles away – as I lie awake at night – sounds like heavy furniture being moved in a room overhead.’
PoetryG2020: The General by Siegfried Sassoon. Read by Robin from Jersey.
war_poets: 13 June 1917 Siegfried Sassoon is in Cambridge for the day to interview for a job in a cadet battalion. Liverpool Street station was bombed during an air raid, forcing Sassoon to travel to Cambridge from St Pancras station.
Mceeves: 2. LGBT+ authors printed by the Press include E. M. Forster, Virginia Woolf and Siegfried Sassoon
3. Alan Turing, Vita Sackville-West and Carl Winter reviewed manuscripts for the Press
ThorenFerguson: Musicians prepare for landmark concert using violins honouring Wilfred Owen and Siegfried Sassoon
war_poets: 12 June 1917 Ivor Gurney writes to Marion Scott ‘I see Siegfried Sassoon has published now. Do try to see it, and if you can do so, spot a poem on the subject of a man unconscious from the time of his being wounded till he was in train in Blighty'
war_poets: 12 June 1917 In London, Siegfried Sassoon lunches with Lady Ottoline Morell and several of the most prominent dissenting voices in British politics - H.W. Massingham, John Middleton Murry, and Bertrand Russell – at the Eiffel Tower in Percy Street.
war_poets: 12 June 1918 Siegfried Sassoon learns of the death of Lt. Colin Dobell ‘Little Colin, who was with me at Mametz Wood […] It can’t be true, I thought, but it’s there in print.’ This diary entry is followed by the poem ‘Colin’ dated June 12th
war_poets: 11 June 1916 Siegfried Sassoon arrives at Southampton at 10.30 in the morning to commence his leave.
LucyAnneHolmes: Siegfried Sassoon WW1 soldier and poet said “And my last words shall be these – that it is only from the inmost silences of the heart that we know the world for what it is, and ourselves for what the world has made us.”
war_poets: 10 June 1918 Siegfried Sassoon writes ‘I am made a temporary Captain … What drivel it all is!’
war_poets: 9 June 1916 Siegfried Sassoon writes ‘one dare not think of the history of the things that one eats.’
LitCamb: Online Study Session: Alison Hennegan on Siegfried Sassoon: The Making of a War Poet? 7 Nov. 2020.
war_poets: 8 June 1916 Siegfried Sassoon is ‘not so very ill-content with life & my wet feet.’
war_poets: 8 June 1918 Siegfried Sassoon describes his journey up to the Front Line and his feelings on reaching it ‘in fact, things are much the same as 2 years ago, except that we didn’t sniff then for whiffs of mustard gas.’
LitCamb: Online Study Session: Alison Hennegan on Siegfried Sassoon: The Making of a War Poet? 7 Nov. 2020.
war_poets: 7 June 1916 Siegfried Sassoon is ‘feeling rather humpy […] I suppose I’m feeling what R.G. felt when he wrote “Is this Limbo?”’
war_poets: 7 June 1917 In London, Siegfried Sassoon lunches with H.W. Massingham, editor of the influential radical weekly The Nation.
hmvanderhart: O but every one
Was a bird; and the song was wordless; the singing will never be done
XULQIMOON: "Soldiers are citizens of death's grey land, drawing no dividend from time's tomorrows. " Siegfried Sassoon
war_poets: 6 June 1916 Siegfried Sassoon describes some swallows ‘close to earth they sail, heedless of rifle-grenades.’
war_poets: 5 June 1916 Siegfried Sassoon reports on a heavy bombardment 2 miles to his left ‘One couldn’t imagine anything living in that hell.’
war_poets: 5 June 1918 Siegfried Sassoon is in good spirits again ‘and the furies have sailed away in to the blue air.’
war_poets: 4 June 1917 Siegfried Sassoon leaves Chapelwood Manor and writes ‘My discontent was now simmering rebellious and had acquired an added momentum. I went up to London resolved to write something more definitely antagonistic than the satiric epigrams in The Cambridge Magazine.’
johnwalling: Counter-Attack and Other Poems (1918)
war_poets: 4 June 1916 Siegfried Sassoon describes the current bombardment then concludes ‘It will be my turn to go on a raid soon, I suppose!’
johnwalling: The More You Know:
Siegfried Loraine Sassoon, CBE, MC (8 September 1886 – 1 September 1967) was an English poet, writer, and soldier. Decorated for bravery on the Western Front, he became one of the leading poets of the First World War.
war_poets: 3 June 1916 Siegfried Sassoon is thinking about ghosts ‘if there are ghosts, then they will be all over this battle front forever.’
war_poets: 3 June 1917 Siegfried Sassoon receives a letter from his friend Joe Cottrell informing him of the death of two more of his friends - T.R. Conning and E.L. Orme
soxgnasher: Underground station. The war poet Siegfried Sassoon lived on this street shortly after the First World War (1914–18). His house was also demolished by developers. LTM
moonshapedpools: “A lover with disaster in his face”. Ancient History by Siegfried Sassoon
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war_poets: 2 June 1916 Siegfried Sassoon describes marching up to Becordel with a working party in a brilliant sunset
war_poets: 2 June 1918 Siegfried Sassoon receives a letter and four new poems from fellow-poet Robert Nicholls ‘he says in his letter: “You have the ‘act-of-being-a-soldier’ to help you. I wish I was a soldier again.”’