Adam Zagajewski's new book Eternal Enemies has been one of my bedside readers for a while. Here is my favorite poem so far. A tanka.
The Swallows of Auschwitz
In the barracks' quiet,
in the silence of summer Sunday,
the swallows' shrill cry.
Is this really all that's left
of human speech?
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Tuesday, August 5, 2008
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