While the enemy and settings change between the wars, the poems tend to all share a dreamlike quality about them. Komenyaka's poems for instance, elicit the atmosphere of nature and as such his poems tend to have a romantic quality about them:
wrestling
iron through grass.
We
weren’t there. The river ran
through
our bones. Small animals took refuge
against
our bodies; we held our breath,
ready
to spring the L-shaped
ambush,
as a world revolved
under each man’s eyelid
-Komenyaka, Camouflaging the Chimera
Similarly, Turner's work often has a romantic tone despite the reality of the story he's telling:
We share a long night
of breathing. And when the dead
speak to us, we must be patient,
for the night is still ours
on the rooftops of Al Ma'badi,
with a tracery of lights
falling all around us.
-Tuner, Where the Telemetries End
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