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(Gleiwitz,1946)

The old Romanesque church in Petersdorf,
closed since the Germans left the neighbourhood,
crumbles in the pouring acid rain.
Above, no bells toll for its dead; but stain
upon stain marks the stones where Mary’s scarf
rests at the bare feet of its heavy rood.

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