Auschwitz

Maybe not among my best poems, but I feel a duty to post it. I didn’t feel it proper to write anything about Auschwitz till months after my visit.

 

AUSCHWITZ

 

ON THE WAVES

 

Have you seen them bobbing on the waves,

The bright baby clothes and treasured old pan,

Flask, serviceable shoes and the old soldier’s

False leg?

They were dropped like confetti when the great grave

Opened and closed

The sea will not take them.

 

Sinking not below the unforgiving surface

They will be stranded some time on a shore

Among the cuttlefish and aerosols

For the beachcombing man and his dog to wonder on,

To root, make seed.

 

PEOPLE

 

Thousands of faces,

Most eyes glazed, defeated,

A few determined, defiant,

Hair cut short

Eyes too big, seeing.

People.

 

But on the regimented route

Other blank faces file in unison

Beneath the protecting helmets, taking pride

From a lack of holy tears and nightmares

Somewhere a child laughs from a fine house

What have you made,

People?

 

By the way: my internet friend and fine poet neelthemuse is blogging a series of interviews with blogging poets and here’s the interview with me: http://neelthemuse.wordpress.com/2012/06/27/simon-banks-the-poet-of-the-archetype/

The other interviews are well worth reading too.

Advertisements
Leave a comment

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: