Exposure

• "our brains ache, in merciless iced east winds that knive us"
• "mad gusts tugging on the wire"
• "we only know war lasts, rain soaks and clouds sag stormy"
• "pale flakes with fingering stealth come feeling for our faces"
• "like twitching agonies of men"
• "dawn massing in the east her melancholy army"
• "slowly our ghosts drag home: glimpsing the sunk fires"
• " for love of God seems dying"
• Compare to: War Photographer, Remains, Storm on the Island, London
• "less deadly than the air that shudders black with snow"
• "but nothing happens"