Wilfred Owen - I Saw His Round Mouth's Crimson - Read by Graham Townsley - From the 2005 documentary Voices In Wartime
I Saw His Round Mouth's Crimson
by Wilfred Owen (1893-1918)
I saw his round mouth's crimson deepen as it fell,
Like a Sun, in his last deep hour;
Watched the magnificent recession of farewell,
Clouding, half gleam, half glower,
And a last splendour burn the heavens of his cheek.
And in his eyes
The cold stars lighting, very old and bleak,
In different skies.