Midnight Skater

I am a voluntary analysis, a poem by Edmund Blunden, but can not find any help with it on the Internet. Does anyone know anything about this poem?
Thank you xxx

This is a great poem.

It is difficult to approach Blunden, without reference to his WW1 experience - if you have not read his autobiography "Undertones of War" is well worth looking at.

despite appearing to be an English poem pastoral, the key seems to be death, and how we can live in spite of him, he /:

"Is not death watch / In these waters secret?"

"Him Court, escape, reel and pass, / And let him hate you through the glass."

You can do a lot of parallels between life in the trenches, with death waiting just over the parapet, and the life of skater with death lurking below the parapet of the ice