In Sand and Water

Noah Stern

1943

In sand and in water
You will yet raise expectant eyes,
Or eyes
As indifferent as death to machine-gun bullets and borders on maps.
Together with you
Yet another sought to escape
(At long last to escape)
The ugly beasts,
Yet another believed he’d partaken of your moldy bread
(Or did not partake and died like a helpless infant)
And gazed without…
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