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050	0	0	_aPQ4872.E8 _bA24 1988
082	0	0	_a851 LEV
100	1		_aLevi, Primo _d(, 1919-1987)
240	1	0	_aPoems _l. English
245	1	0	_aCollected poems _c/ Primo Levi ; translated by Ruth Feldman and Brian Swann
260			_aLondon ; _aBoston _b: Faber and Faber _c, 1988.
300			_axiii, 78 p. _c; 20 cm.
500			_aTranslated from the Italian.
500			_aIncludes index.
504			_aBibliography: p. 73-75.
520			_aReaders moved by Levi's penetrating autobiographical accounts of the Holocaust will equally esteem these harrowing poems assembled before his suicide in 1987. Embedded here is profoundly felt outrage, made all the more piercing by Levi's locating his experience of this uniquely appalling historical moment within a hallowed, unbroken literary tradition through the use of frequent quotations or allusions (such as to Dante). Poems written in late 1945 and early '46 record the painful yearning of the prisoner of Auschwitz simply to walk "sweet beneath the sun''; the burden of the liberated in escapable grief and horror "That taint your bread and wine / Lodge every evening in your heart''; and a longing for a justice impossible to reckon. Among the most wrenching is a 1984 poem expressing the guilt of the survivor, who says to the ghosts of the murdered, "Go away. I haven't dispossessed anyone, / Haven't usurped anyone's bread. / No one died in my place. No one.''; and a 1983 poem that links the poet's mortality to the discharging of his mission to "tell the story'': "What to do now? How to detach yourself? / With every work that's born you die a little.''
600	1	0	_aLevi, Primo _d(, 1919-1987)
650		4	_aPoetry, Italian
700	1		_aFeldman, Ruth
700	1		_aSwann, Brian
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