The author claims that Leopold Buczkowski's fiction grows out the writer's traumatic experiences during the Second World War. In his novels Buczkowski attempts again and again to describe a trauma which destroys the texture of art and meaning while at the same time issues in the repetitive gestures of creation and formal experiment. In consequence, Buczkowski's art is consistently dialectic and dialogical. It is though a post-Holocaust dialectic which fails to produce a synthesis: disintegration and creation are locked in a strife with no clear winner.