Holocaust Books Poems

Tarred by the same brush

In the ongoing slaughter of Palestinian children 
one misses a voice from Israel, so far, it is silent
The expectation is for...

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Vengeance


It is late at night my study is warm, and the wind is blowing. I dislike drought I get cold easily
I know it is time...

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ihr kampf

 
snowball in the face   warming them         mid-laugh ; 
    ...

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A photo your mind's eye took
Captured by a long, hard stare
Like "a painting in a book"
To re-visit memories there


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Dedicated to the real Malka Mai. Inspired...

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Feeling Young

Quiet is the morning, 
the sun coming over the mountains...
in the distance. 
Not quickly, 
but exactly at the right time. 
The day has begun....

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Dust
Ashes to ashes
Read as rust fine 
in dust the centuries are lost 
Tomes of history lie in disarray
far away from the terrors of the day...

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In the corner there...
Under the defused lights,
With spectral highlight’s here, 
There, they float near and afar.
An apple sits in its technicolor glory, 
It's not fully...

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words burn

 leaf lands careless
         on the pile

       fuel to the...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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World War II Poems and Holocaust Poems II - Bertolt Brecht



The Burning of the Books
by Bertolt Brecht
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

When the Regime
commanded the...

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Angels in Blue
Saints in Green

The hospital is a cold and sterile place. 
It is not meant to be…
warm or nice. 
It is meant to be...

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Die Bücherverbrennung ("The Burning of the Books")
by Bertolt Brecht
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

When the Regime
commanded the unlawful books to be burned,
teams of dull oxen...

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The Mask of Fate
(This poem deals with the Corona Virus. 
It is very intense.)

My kid's school called.  
The college. 
They said that there had...

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Our Flag Waved 
in a foreign land...

Given the taste, 
of sweet, 
savory, freedom...
The people cry out for more. 
Scared they are about to be, 
mummified...

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The Mouse

I am small and I do not matter. 
Only to those that care, 
if I live and breathe, 
but that is okay...
as they are...

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