Robert Pinsky

He wasn't good at telling stories. He said
After we lost the outfit to mean they died.

He and the other survivor from their platoon
Wandered the battlefield till they lay down

To sleep. When he woke up, the other was gone.
So he walked the Battle of the Bulge alone

Until he found another group that took
Him in, the SCR still strapped to his back:

The handset harnessed behind him, out of sight,
The antenna at his ear. We slept, we ate.

I had another unit, somewhere to be.
They had a radioman, and that was me.