WWII is the mythic event of our time, the centre of the West’s civic religion. Much has been written about it—histories, propaganda, poetry even. But nothing like this.

In Song of Berlin, master poet Taerus Clavus Atellus casts the Battle of Berlin in the epic meter of the English language. Invoking no less a muse than Homer, we have here an epic poem running to fifteen books that tells of the heroism, sacrifice, and horror of the men on both sides of the conflict.

Atellus sets these heroes locked in an epochal struggle in a twilight world of machines, gods, and titanic forces. In page after blood-soaked page, the poet breathes a raw intensity into the battle that only a veteran of war can. This is the central event that has shaped our world, sung as you’ve never heard it before. This is epic verse for our time.

This is the Song of Berlin.