The Capture Foretold

Up above you can hear the breathing,

eight pounding hearts, footsteps on the stairs,

a rattling on the bookcase.

Suddenly, a couple of bangs.

Doors slammed inside the house.

(April 11, 1944)

We are in blue sky,

surrounded by black clouds.

See it, the perfectly round spot?

but the clouds are moving in,

and the ring between danger grows smaller.

We look at the fighting below,

and the peace and beauty above,

but the dark mass of clouds looms before us,

and tries to crush us.

O ring, ring, open wide and let us out!

(November 8, 1943)