Ode to Code: Poems inspired by the story of Bletchley Park

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THIRD PRIZE

The place wasn’t made up of words anymore, we preferred silence; the death of a dog on the street was hardly anyone’s concern – we had been busy counting humans. On the radio, Churchill: We shall go on to the end … we shall never surrender. In the Huts, we knew that people died – and that wouldn’t be in vain. Swimmers had been killing the mermaids, but then, Turing in Hut 8 had been successful in decrypting the naval Enigma messages; – the Germans didn’t know soon, then it changed to Tunny ciphers. Another year, the answers were found again. We had been working for the end; it took some time, but it had begun.

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