Saturday, August 13, 2011

Collage 494

Pierre somehow survives as the officers and soldiers on the battery are killed, and suddenly realizes the horrors that surround him:
   Pierre ran down.
   "No, now they'll stop it, now they'll be horrified at what they've done!" he thought, aimlessly following behind the crowds of stretchers moving off the battlefield.
    But the sun, veiled in smoke, was still high, and ahead, and especially to the left near Semyonovskoe, something seethed in the smoke, and the roar of gunfire, musketry and cannonades not only did not abate, but intensified to the point of despair, like a straining man crying out with his last strength.

Adrienne Wetmore
from page 243-244, volume 2 of original text
collage, ink, mylar
made 4/28/11
Pevear/Volokhonsky translation page 797-798

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