posted on 2024-04-19, 17:40authored byFirst World War Poetry Digital Archive Project Team
I dreamed kind Jesus fouled the big-gun gears; And caused a permanent stoppage in all bolts; And buckled with a smile Mausers and Colts; And rusted every bayonet with His tears. And there were no more bombs, of ours or Theirs, Not even an old flint-lock, nor even a pikel. But God was vexed, and gave all power to Michael; And when I woke he'd seen to our repairs.
History
Identifier
3306.txt
Creator
Owen, Wilfred (1893-1918)
Date
1917-10
1918
Source
The Complete Poems and Fragments of Wilfred Owen edited by Jon Stallworthy first published by Chatto & Windus, 1983, #17, CPF vol. 1, p. 182
Type
Poem
Rights
The Estate of Wilfred Owen.
The Complete Poems and Fragments of Wilfred Owen edited by Jon Stallworthy first published by Chatto & Windus, 1983. Preliminaries, introductory, editorial matter, manuscripts and fragments omitted.