To understand the meaning of “Exposure,” and indeed of all of Owen’s poetry, it is necessary to turn to his own words: “Above all I am not concerned with Poetry. My subject is War, and the pity of War. The Poetry is the pity.” Owen’s desire to convey the pity of war led him to the antipoetic devices that make his work so powerful. The particular pity conveyed in “Exposure” is the irony of dying of exposure to the elements rather than “the monstrous anger of the guns.” Thoughtful students of World War I may realize that many died of cold and disease, but Owen is correct in supposing that these mundane, though no less tragic, ways to die are lost in the heroic jingoism of most wars. Bullets are hot and searing, while cold is dehumanizing. The aching brains of the dying cannot understand why nothing is happening, why they are where they are, and why God seems present only in “His frost,” not his love; the befuddled questioning of the fifth lines of each stanza mirrors the confusion of a brain slowly freezing to death.
Unlike English poets Sir Philip Sidney or Percy Bysshe Shelley, Owen does not see poets as teachers or “unacknowledged legislators.” He says, “all a poet can do today is warn; that is why the True Poets must be truthful.” Owen strives for the aching cold of truthfulness in “Exposure” as the poem exposes the reader to the cold indifference of nature and nature’s God.
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