EXODUS

My poem calls to mind the innocent millions whose lives were snuffed by Hitler's Nazi machine and ends with an observation in the present, a question for a Holocaust survivor's daughter.

 

 

Midway between body and spirit

these emaciated human shells once caught up in

life's sweet laughter (once women & men with dreams)

now tarry in our bedroom darkness, brief respite

from their 40-year exodus out of the Land of Bondage:

atrocious nightmare...

 

Unblinking eyes that have stared down death now peer

from behind window curtains, hands openly tremble,

mouths in feeble motion (the wing-beating of small

harmless insects) open & close, reciting Kaddish

 

for the millions journeying now towards rest.

 

You sleep beside me. Do you dream for once

you are the grandchild of die Grossmutter

und der Grossvater

and at the picnic they say they love you?

 

 

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Reviews

[Nancy Lee Shrader]

Your first post in writings is very good. Thanks for sharing.

[Laura E. Aranda]

I finally had a chance to read this one....and I think it puts my "Garden Party" to shame. Cheers, lea

[SilentDream]

Wonderfully written piece.
Thank you for sharing!

((Hugs and LOve)) ~SilentDream

[Gandré]

well I was here. Thought perhpaps you uploaded more.
Still in awe, this is so important! We never will forget,
we remember!
This is in us, and it never will disappear. We feel guilt.
Gandr�

[Gandré]

This is a question of unfortunate consequences. Very well written inside, yes, hallmarked into the spaces between lines. So often we forget who we are in the course of life. I liked very much: "Unblinking eyes that have stared down death now peer" .......and many other lines.

Well done. superb.