1920-2005

His Poetry

Over This, Your White Grave
Over this, your white gravethe flowers of life in white--so many years without you--how many have passed out of sight?Over this your white gravecovered for years, there is a stirin the air, something upliftingand, like death, beyond comprehension.Over this your white graveoh, mother, can such loving cease?for all his filial adorationa prayer:Give her eternal peace--[Krakow, spring 1939]