Sunday, April 28, 2013

I am looking through and sorting the poems that were written to those who are no more. These poems I used to read to the warm, living people when I was full of faith in our survival, in an end to all that, in a to-morrow, in vengeance, in joy, in rebuilding. 

Do read it.

This is our history.

This is what I read to the dead.
Wladyslaw Szlengel

No comments: