Photo After Pogrom

Mina Loy

1882 to 1966

Poem Image

Arrangement by rage
of human rubble

the false-eternal statues of the slain
until they putrify.

Tossed on a pile of dead,
one woman,
her body hacked to utter beauty
oddly by murder,

attains the absolute smile
of dispossession:

the marble pause before the extinct haven
Death's drear
erasure of fear,
the unassumed
composure

the purposeless peace
sealing the faces
of corpses—

Corpses are virgin.

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