The Lost Poem

Adorno wrote that it is barbaric to write poetry after Auschwitz. He was right.

Shoved in a jacket, a folded heart, a breakage of notes 

about the body fascism.Nach Auschwitz ein Gedicht

zu schrieben ist barbarisch. So sing then a song about

Oswiecim, about the ice on the Sola, about Silesian firs,

tell the story of a train hanging under the stars, late from

Hannover. Tell me in hushed tones about a hole in a roof,

about rushed concrete, about the sinking to ash.

Then throw this poem into the sun.

No paper can carry this weight.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

Asche zu Asche, Staub zu Staub, sondern von Gott und nicht böse Menschen.
Ein leistungsfähiges Gedicht...

[Lyn Anderson]

Oh wow. This is so ... I am speechless, no paper, no, but you did an amazing job with this write.

[stars are far]

very enjoyable.. well done Leslie :)