Anna Swirszczynska Roof Poems
- 1. The Ghetto: A Mother
Cuddling in the arms her half-asphyxiated baby, howling,
she ran up the staircase of the apartment building that was set ablaze.
From the first floor to the second.
From the second to the third.
... - 2. I Knocked My Head Against The Wall
As a child
I put my finger in the fire
to become
a saint.
...
