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To: Volsi Mimir who wrote (11088)	4/9/2005 2:36:10 PM
From: Volsi Mimir	Respond to of 13020

From a Crumpled Wartime Diary ~Aleksandr Tvardovsky, editor in chief of Novyi mir, 1950, 1958, famous for poetry of the common soldier, Vasillii Tiorkin. From a crumpled wartime diary Two lines about a soldier boy Who in nineteen hundred and forty Was killed in Finland in the snow. Like a child's, his little body Lay somehow awkwardly stretched out As if he'd run and run away But the ice had clutched his coat And his cap been flung away. And often on a lonely night -- For the life of me I don't know why -- I'm frightened by that far-off fate As though it's I who lies there On that inglorious battlefield, Stiff-frozen, tiny, murdered, Forgotten, tiny, lying there.