Moved by the passing of Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, I decided to write a poem for him.
Rest in peace; your literary genius will be missed.
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Submitted: Aug 3, 2008
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How the years went by
How the “one day in the life”
Ended so abruptly.
The Gulag was his baby;
his savior and his devil
His mind was the line
he would not cross.
Mathematics – his voice;
In the darkness of the State
the Organ had collapsed
Rest in peace, my friend.
You survived –
Even in our memories.
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Comments:
Very nice tribute.
I'm not familiar, but will check them out.
Posted: Aug 6, 2008