Stanza 1:

The " …” provides a sense of your time, the nights are extended and tense. Odd blend of boredom and tension

Seem hypnotic with the sibilance of the " s”

Always hearing, the stop around them seems unnatural besides making them uneasy so they cannot sleep. Sibilance of the repeated " s” sound makes the effect of whispering plus the wind – which draws attention away from the enemy triggering flares. Sense disorientated

Assonance – an internal rhyming within the same lines

Soft noises

Nearly iambic pentameter

Stanza 2:

The gusts – unpredictable and topsy-turvy

" rotating agonies of men” – skin washboard at the cables, a lot of people passed away on the wiring and will remind people of the deaths of the battle Can listen to the gunshots of the warfare – closer than they presume it is. They're not section of the war, they feel like the war they are fighting doesn't belong to these people anymore – detached in the war, they don't experience anything, detached from your life – as well exhausted to get scarred Rhetorical question – questioning the war as a whole – that they feel lumpen.

Stanza 3:

New working day – optimistic. But " misery of dawn” oxymoronic – inherent contradiction, that they just have an additional endless day of the same unhappiness. " Poignant” - evoking a keen feeling of misery or feel dissapointed: " s” – sibilance – blowing wind and rain – shows the reader an improved understanding of the weather that occurred and the actual had to proceed through. Starts with " we just know” – there universe has become the particular war, not more than that crosses their minds. Power of three " battle lasts, rainwater soaks, and clouds drop stormy” Dawn is personified and identified as having plenty – start is the opponent. Same way that the East Gusts of wind knive all of us – more than likely be since bad as they didn't suffer from the weather – they simply fight the war at times they're permanently dealing with the next thunderstorm. Bathos – " but nothing happens”

" Shivering ranks of grey” – so cool. They are a mass certainly not singular.

Stanza 5:

Starts with a lot of sibilance...