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Bois du Cazier MARCINELLE August 8, 2008 commemoration

Maria Mater Orphanorum

The clapper hits the wall determined.
A quiver, the bronze instrument, startles
and in his slow, lazy, waving, tremulous wail
a release.

executable,
that sad composition with rhythmic
scan

sad toll once again.

touch after touch,
complaint after complaint,
universal sympathy,
air, the wind spreads.

Duecentosessantadue
tolls rise to heaven direct. Torn

that tenuous veil that separates the memory from oblivion.

The bell calls people perished
call down to the bottom;
fell into the bowels of dark mine
to redeem its misery.

To remind us,
pastry, one by one, the pages of that sad story.
of each martyr
re-evoking the name of punctuates with great force.

Each touch a face, a soul:
the martyrdom of one person.
Tears light
face of a child, a mother, a wife.

Mary, Mother of the Orphans,
with your benevolent and infinite
hands warmly in the sky, the martyrs Gird
while on the ground, caress perennial

relieves the pain of the family wailing.

from the book "peering into" page. 228 (AC Scifo)
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52 th Anniversary of disaster Marcinelle