These things I see,
each day,
as I wander round this great, gaunt city.
I.
Mornings I hear her.
and the wail of those hungry tired children,
shadows beyond the frost cracked windows
of her battered Toyota.
When its rusted rear door
Paul Burns
Human Smoke: The Beginnings of World War II, The End of Civilization Simon and Schuster, 2009566 pages, $26.99 (pb)