The poetry of the great wars

During and after World War 1, soldiers wrote about their experiences and feelings in poems. A lot of them had died, but others such as Siegfried Sassoon had survived. Sassoon was sent to a hospital because of his poverful meanings about the war. That was their way of getting rid of him. There were problably not a lot of poetry of high quality from the German side, but it was the English poetry that made war poetry a genre with growing popular interest.
By the time of World War 2 the term "war poet" was very popular, and people often talked about them.

War poet by Wilfred Owen:

I have been urged by earnest violins
And drunk their mellow sorrows to the slake
Of all my sorrows and my thirsting sins.
My heart has beaten for a brave drum's sake.
Huge chords have wrought me mighty: I have hurled
Thuds of gods' thunder. And with old winds pondered
Over the curse of this chaotic world,-
With low lost winds that maundered as they wandered.

I have been gay with trivial fifes that laugh;
And songs more sweet than possible things are sweet;
And gongs, and oboes. Yet I guessed not half
Life's symphony till I had made hearts beat,
And touched Love's body into trembling cries,
And blown my love's lips into laughs and sighs.