“Between two throw-ins in a soccer game, right behind my back, three thousand people had been put to death.”
A painful writing of the atrocities of Auschwitz. Achingly disturbing. The stories loosely autobiographical. Borowski allows the reader to relive his memories and experiences, leaving you deeply affected and distraught. We are introduced to a prisoner, Tadeusz serving as the voice. Borowski, a young man surviving yet never quite escaping his lingering nightmares. As you read each story you wonder if these served as a catharsis or a dispiriting exercise. Each story inflicts pain, you’re curious if the pain can ever be salved, perhaps Borowski answered my question with this personal account and his demise by his own hand lending this to be an even more incredibly powerful read.
Borowski left me in deep thought as I found myself asking the question of How did this happen? repeatedly and will continue to ask myself this question in the hopes history never repeats.
There can be no beauty if it is paid for by human injustice, nor truth that passes over injustice, nor moral virtue that condones it.”
Paperback, 180 pages
Published August 1st 1992 by Penguin Classics (first published 1947)