“We shall never now be able to arrive at any judgment of the full scale of what took place, of the number who perished, or of the standard they might have attained. No one will ever tell us about the notebooks hurriedly burned before departures on prisoner transports, or of the completed fragments and big schemes carried in heads and cast together with those heads into frozen mass graves. Verses can be read, lips close to ear; they can be remembered, and they or the memory of them can be communicated. But prose cannot be passed on before its time. It is harder for it to survive. It is too bulky, too rigid, too bound up with paper, to pass through the vicissitudes of the Archipelago.” PoetryProseRussian LiteratureStalinism1976Prison CampsProse Versus VerseThe Muses In Gulag Book:The Gulag Archipelago, 1918-1956: An Experiment in Literary Investigation, Books III-IV Source: The Gulag Archipelago, 1918-1956: An Experiment in Literary Investigation, Books III-IV