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Poetry of Direct Personal Experience
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John Dixon

Stalag 6B Lamsdorf 1942

The soft sound of the cold,

crooning, Silesian wind,

moving the tall dark trees

beyond a world of wire,

reminds me of the old

and rugged, northern fells.

Of gravel scaurs and screes,

a kettle, singing breeze

above the summer's fire ...

Again the snarls of war

upon a training ground.

O Wind, your songs are drowned

by loud the battle noise,

a sudden sound of bells ...

O Time, the simple joys

in days when we were free

to watch the leaves of autumn

fall from an English tree...

John Dixon

Sole survivor of Wellington Z1596 in July 1942

John Dixon

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