Quotes

• Our brains ache, in the merciless iced east winds that knive us.’
• ‘Low, dropping flares confuse our memory of the salient.’
• ‘Worried by silence’.
• ‘We hear the mad gusts tugging on the wire.’
• ‘The flickering gunnery rumbles.’
• ‘The poignant misery of dawn begins to grow.’
• ‘Sudden successive flights of bullets streak the silence.’
• ‘Slowly our ghosts drag home’.