LETTRE

  

De grandes plaques sont disposées horizontalement sur le terrain, sans un ordre préconçu. Grandes pages de l’histoire, sur lesquelles se trouvent des lettres envoyées par les soldats au front à leur famille pendant la Grande Guerre. 

"I've still in my nostrils the smell of grease on a red-hot machinegun. I've still in my hears and even in my brain the crunching of snow under my boots, the coughs and sneezes from russian lookouts, the sound of dry grass swept by the wind on the banks of the Don. I've still in my eyes the stars of Cassiopeia wich hung above my head every night, and the bunker props above my head every day. And when I think about it all I feel the terror of that January mornng when their gun Katiuska first let off its seventy-two rocket-shells…."

Mario Rigoni Stern. The sergent in the snow, 1953