yom hashoah
Today is Holocaust Remembrance Day, or Yom Hashoah.
Ocean Guy has all you need to know and read.
Please, take a few moments out of your day to visit the links on his page. (He has several posts up, just keep scrolling)
The Butterfly
The last, the very last,
So richly, brightly, dazzlingly yellow.
Perhaps if the sun’s tears would sing
against a white stone ...
Such, such a yellow
I carried lightly ‘way up high.
It went away I’m sure because it wished to
kiss the world goodbye.
For seven weeks I’ve lived in here,
Penned up inside the ghetto
But I have found my people here.
The dandelions call to me
And the white chestnut candles in the court.
Only I never saw another butterfly.
That butterfly was the last one.
Butterflies don’t live in here,
In the ghetto.
- Pavel Friedmann, from I Never Saw Another Butterfly, Children’s Drawings and Poems from Theresienstadt Concentration Camp, 1942-44. (Hana Volokova, editor. Schocken Books, 1993)
Posted By Michele Catalano at April 29, 2003 07:09 PM
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Possibly the most haunting photos in the world: Little Anne Frank, who posed for snapshots looking deep into the camera lens...so that when you look at the photos, she is suddenly alive, in your time, in your heart and mind, really there, telling you, "It's alright, don't feel bad, it wasn't you...."
