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Here is my Christmas poem for 2014.

In this anniversary year of the First World War, it commemorates the unofficial cessation of hostilities that took place on the Western Front during Christmas 1914 which became known as the ‘Christmas truce’.

Truce

 

Just who gave the order

no one knew.

They say there wasn’t one.

 

Stille Nacht in no man’s,

its accordion leaking like gas

across the frost.

 

One by one came stars,

better to pick out limp rags

of surrender.

 

What I remember next is nothing,

if absence is what nothing is,

a song into which we sang silence.

 

Witnesses, we witnessed it.

We were part of that cloud, and lost in it.