Daily Archives: November 11, 2011

Silence (a sonnet for Remembrance Day)

I stood for the two minutes silence today and then, suddenly, swiftly, almost involuntarily wrote this sonnet. I have also recorded it and you can hear it by clicking the ‘play button if it appears or clicking on the title.



November pierces with its bleak remembrance
Of all the bitterness and waste of war.
Our silence tries but fails to make a semblance
Of that lost peace they thought worth fighting for.
Our silence seeths instead with wraiths and whispers,
And all the restless rumour of new wars,
The shells are singing as  we sing our vespers,
No moment is unscarred, there is no pause,
In every instant bloodied innocence
Falls to the weary earth ,and whilst we stand
Quiescence ends again in acquiescence,
And Abel’s blood still cries  in every land
One silence only might redeem that blood
Only the silence of a dying God.


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