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Poetry of the Second World War: An International Anthology

Poetry of the Second World War - Desmond Graham Hast Du Dich Verirrt? – Stevie Smith. My Child, my child, watch how he goes The man in Party coloured clothes. At one point in time it was considered that the horrors of the Second World War and the Holocaust had left poetry silenced, almost tongue-tied, as though the sheer monstrosity that man was capable of could not, or should not, be expressed in this art form. Like with most things, time has rendered that view obsolete, in fact revealed a necessity to bear witness, to lament and question all that was done by man to man. Whether this was Primo Levi, writing “You who live secure/ In your warm houses/ Who return at evening to find/ Hot food and friendly faces: Consider whether this is a man/ who labours in the mud”**, or Tamik Hara, who wrote “this is a human being/ look what an A-bomb has done to it/ the flesh swells so horribly/ and both men and women are reduced to one form”*** who survived Hiroshima only to commit suicide at the confirmation of the symptoms of “Atoms Disease” poetry not only found it’s voice, but found itself more than capable of conveying the “the vast and terrible sweep of the war”. Horoscope – Vladimir HolanEarly evening…. Cemetery…. And the wind sharp asbone splinters on a butcher’s block.Rust shakes its model out of tortured form.And above it all, above the tears of shame,the star has almost decided to confesswhy we understand simplicity only when the heart breaks,and we are suddenly ourselves, alone and fateless. Trans: Jarmilla & Ian MilnerThe poetry in this anthology highlights the utter abhorrence and sheer mundanity of conflict, whether on the frontline or the home front, Auschwitz or Hiroshima, the experience of war is apparent and central. From Osip Mandelshtam, writing in 1937 (a year before his death in Siberia), through Keith Douglas, killed in Normandy or Miklos Radnoti murdered on a forced march, this collection charts the course of the Second World War, through the voices of these poets.What makes this a great book is its sheer scope, it truly is an international compilation. One hundred and thirty poets from about twenty countries, from Australia, Japan, Europe, America and Russia show the scope of this collection and also reveal how universal is the need to articulate their experience, to record their thoughts and feelings – to witness.http://parrishlantern.blogspot.co.uk/2013/03/poetry-of-second-world-war.html