Dialectic: Staffroom 3

Our unreconstructed in-house Leninist
from the safe pedestal of twenty thousand
pounds a year
ventures that Aleksandr
Solzhenistyn got it wrong
and did not understand
the wider picture

Three desks along
the moustache of the ex-Major
begins to bristle and
he fires off
a well-worn salvo
about ‘Commies, traitors,
and queers...’

Raised voices, blocked ears –
All around the silence
is an unheard whisper
going, ‘Let opinions wreak
their worst. Those who speak
do not know. Those who know
do not speak.’

Martin Bennett | Mudlark No. 12
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