This poem deals with the trials and tribulations of a young soldier in World War II. He is straight out of high school and torn between the life he lives as a soldier and the one he left behind. The transitions the author uses between war life and normal life are very good. Dominick being knocked out in a high school boxing match, and then ten months later dieing in Tarawa is a very clear transition that the author uses.
The narrator shows his longing for home with the description of the milk delivery to his home in Connecticut. It is amazing how something as small as milk being delivered can make a man miss home when he is at war. Being in a war at such a young age can take a major toll on his life. Not only is he lucky to survive the war, but if he does survive his life will be affected forever.
Mainly at the end of the poem, the author wants everyone to realize the cost that war creates. While people at home are continuing their everyday lives, the soldiers are bleeding and working on broken machines. Their bodies are worn, but yet they press on. The comparison to their frost bitten feet to the color of milk was a very nice touch as well.
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