Here Bullet Summary

The poems from Here, Bullet represent death in many different lights. The first poem of the packet, death isnt really mentioned until the poem says, “Speak the word for death, Maut, and you will here the cursives of the wind driven into the veil of the unknown.” Before this line, the poem said, “Where we would end a war, another might take as a beginning or as an echo of history, recited again.” When these two lines are combined, death seems to be presented as a part of history and tradition for the middle east.
In the second poem of the packet, death is represent as sudden and unexpected during the war. The poem says, “You will hear the RPG coming for you. Not so the road side bomb.” It also goes on to say, “There are bombs under the overpasses