Soldiers are dreamers. When the guns begin, they think of firelit homes, clean beds and wives
Siegfried Sassoon, along with Wilfred Owen and Rupert Brooke, was one of the most influential poets of the First World War era.
As a young man, Sassoon, the product of a wealthy family of merchants, lived the life of a country gent: playing cricket, foxhunting and writing poetry. But this way of life changed forever with the outbreak of war in August 1914.
His brother Hamo was killed and Siegfried himself became renowned for his desperate acts of bravery on the western front, which earned him the nickname “Mad Jack”. He also became famous for his poems which included Counter Attack, Last Meeting and The Dug-Out.
As the war continued, Sassoon grew very opposed to it and was almost court martialled for publicly denouncing it. He survived the war to become an acclaimed international author. But the great War Poet of course, never forgot the horrors of warfare or the many he had left behind.
“For death has made me wise and bitter and strong,” he wrote in his poem, Memory. “And I am rich in all that I have lost”.