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WebThe poet Paul Celan, who survived the Holocaust, often struggles with describing the events he witnessed and how to escape them, as in his famous poem "Death Fugue": Black milk … WebNov 11, 2024 · Six War Poems by Vietnam Vets by Gary Rafferty , Dave Connolly, Doug Anderson – Richard Levine Chaplet by Gary Rafferty Our medic works on a young soldier, tails of battle dressings tangle... noreen ring artist
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