Poetry in Hell

I’ve just finished helping my Mom (Dr Sarah Traister Moskovitz) publish a web site containing what might be considered to be her Magnum Opus. Poetry In Hell is the culmination of ten years of research into the poets of the Warsaw Ghetto, and their poetry rescued in buried milk cans from the Ringelblum Archives.  My…

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A found poem from the early 1990s

I am a propellor on an aircraft carrier I spin and thrust silently under the waterline It can unleash tremendous power It only looks like it is going slow because it is so big I am a receiver on the dish at Arecibo My friends and I are listening For the others we know are…

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