Poem of the Week: ‘Combat Gnosticism’ by Ian Duhig
This quiet, wry poem reflects on the unique, incommunicable knowledge that comes with service in conflict

into grey shades of afternoon light’ … British soldiers read a tourist guide about France on D-Day. Photograph: STF/AFP/Getty Images
‘Combat Gnosticism’
Campbell’s term for war writing born
of a gnosis only being there can earn:
I witnessed it once from old soldiers
in a poetry workshop at Age Concern.
They’d lost that battle with the word,
believing too much better left unsaid
to the likes of me and not those pals
now threescore and ten years dead.
How many old soldiers does it take
to change a lightbulb? asked one.
You can’t know if you weren’t there!
They all fell about. Now they’d won.
Relaxed, they began letting it out
into grey shades of afternoon light,
into words they feared betrayed it.
And I learned why they were right.
- Poem taken from The Blind Road-Maker by Ian Duhig, published by Picador at £9.99
