Exposure

• “Our brains ache, in the merciless iced east winds that knive

  us…”
• Half-known faces
• All their eyes are ice
• “Slowly our ghosts drag home:”
• “Sudden successive flights of bullets streak the silence“
• But nothing happens
• “-is it that we are dying?”
• “We turn back to our dying“
• “For love for God seems dying“