The setting changes from the darkroom to an aeroplane where the photographer stares impassively out the window, reflecting on the indifference of the English people.
Carol Ann Duffy was the UK's Poet Laureate from 2009 to 2019 and is friends with two famous war photographers, which is why she is interested in the difficulties and responsibilities posed by their role.
A contemporary reader would be aware that the line "running children in a nightmare heat" is a reference to a famous photo of a girl in a napalm attack.
The photographer is developing photos in a darkroom, but the implicit meaning is that he is trying to offer solutions to the conflicts that he witnesses by raising public awareness of them, an awareness that might in turn lead to the public putting pressure on their government to help end them.
The photographer is compared to "a priest preparing to impart mass" which reminds the listener of the Christian value of peace but is in opposition to the descriptions of violence also featured in the poem.
In War Photographer, the harsh reality of war is shown in the description of "running children in a nightmare heat" and "blood stained into foreign dust".
The painful connotations of "twist" in "a stranger's features…twist before his eyes" show the pain the images capture as well as the painful memories they induce in the photographer.
There is a juxtaposition throughout the poem between lexis from the semantic field of violence and religious imagery to suggest that people are not doing enough to prevent war.
The photographer’s sense of the readers’ indifference contrasts with the firm sense of vocation that he expresses earlier, and the religious simile in the first stanza that suggests his work is as important as a priest’s.
In 'rural England', problems are trivial and a sunny day can make it all better, contrasting with the wartorn settings the man has been in, where pain, both emotional and physical, is devastating.
The man is a 'half-formed ghost' in that his image has not yet fully appeared on the photo paper, and the phrase also alludes to the fact that he has died.
The poem is written in the third person despite it describing an emotionally fraught moment for the man, reflecting the feelings of detachment the photographer experiences at the scenes of conflict, which allow him to continue with his job.
The photographer may feel relief at his distance from the 'hundred agonies' of the conflict zones, but also feels alienated from and disgusted by the English people, who live frivolously 'baths and pre-lunch beers' and are indifferent to the horrors taking place abroad, on 'foreign dust'.
The simile that compares the photographer to 'a priest preparing to impart a mass' suggests his work is duty-bound to connect people at home to those suffering in a war.
The poem ends by describing the photographer returning to the warzone he came from on the aeroplane, creating a sense of futile repetition and continuation of past mistakes.