A montaged peoplescape from pictures taken at the war cemetery at Tilly-sur-Seuilles in Normandy. Keith Douglas is buried there; and James Holland was reading the lines from one of his most explicit and moving poems, ‘How To Kill’. It’s a sobering and raw experience to think of the young men who were killed there, and heartbreaking to read the inscriptions that were left by their parents. They all had lives, and were all children who couldn’t grow up. I thought of them sitting round in their battledress, soaking up the sun, enjoying their banter at the expense of the sombre visitors like myself.
Enjoying their foreverness.