Prisoners at Dachau concentration camp, CC PDM 1.0
She…
Took photographs (guard towers)
Made notes (barbed wire)
But finally (gallows site)
Just stood (medical block)
Fading
Into row upon row of nissen huts
And rising up in front of her
This butterfly, a tongue of fire,
Wings beating back silence,
Rhythmic as a final prayer
Rises up over a web
In a gap in the wire.
