October's bellowing anger breakes and cleavesThe bronzed…
“October's bellowing anger breakes and cleavesThe bronzed battalions of the stricken woodIn whose lament I hear a voice that grievesFor battle's fruitless harvest, and the feudOf outrage men. Their lives are like the leavesScattered in flocks of ruin, tossed and blownAlong the westering furnace flaring red.O martyred youth and manhood overthrown,The burden of your wrongs is on my head.”
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The poem portrays war’s devastation, comparing soldiers to with leaves scattered by fire, emphasizing loss and collective suffering.
In simple terms: War destroys lives like leaves blown by a furnace.
Recognize the human cost of conflict.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- veteran support
- peace activism
- memorial services
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What can individuals do to honor those lost in war?
- How does remembering war’s horror influence your view on peace?
The poem’s vivid imagery may not convey specific solutions to war.