March of the Living (16 April, 2007)

[minorapocalypse]

A biographer of quiet and pogroms
Of dead streets and desolation,
And of the gale that blows at night
Over the ruins of my house,
The historian of people, shoes, and dresses
Of mine who were burnt and of yours,
I walk on shattered pavements-
With this poem, which gives no peace.

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Those who no longer live in their own landscape
Wander

Comments

[missgatsby]

Beautiful. You cited. Did you use this for a class report?

[_sagesse]

Really lovely entry, Gina. We'll have to talk more when you're back (which will be at least fairly soon!!). And that Wygodzki poem is gorgeous.