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REMEMBER THE CHILDREN


REMEMBER THE CHILDREN
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These remembrance days in May: Remembering the Children

Beautiful digital art – mixed techniques by Naomi Backer – http://xn3art.wordpress.com/ – Words by Elie Wiesel (Nobel price winner)
“… Of course we could try to forget the past. Why not? Is it not natural for a human being to repress what causes him pain, what causes him shame? Like the body, memory protects its wounds. When day breaks after a sleepless night, one’s ghosts must withdraw; the dead are ordered back to their graves. But for the first time in history, we could not bury our dead. We bear their graves within ourselves. For us, forgetting was never an option.” ~ Elie Wiesel (Nobel Lecture 1986)

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KADDISH BROKE THE AIR


Today opening poetry project multimedia exhibition
TRAGEDIES TO REMEMBER
Kunstuitleen Vianen – Spekdam 2 – 16.30 p.m.
Kaddish broke the air

Kaddisj broke the air
but only the wind laughed
little stones of relieve

http://www.tragedies2remember.com

THE BLACK FOREST


STANISLAWOW  –  UKRAINE

silenced and afraid
they walked the row of doom
the forest waiting

hold my hand mama
I want to be at your side
when our turn has come

soothe my child, be calm
it will not take long to die
we’ll never be apart

in these secret woods
hidden under cloth of ferns
nameless names seek peace

Herdenken in beton



trage regendruppels
wandelen
langs het grijs beton
van herinneringen
zielsnijdend
botst deze monotonie
dit nietszijn
van ontbrekende namen
gevormde vormen
ontdaan van
de menselijke gestalte
geen benen
geen armen
slechts een hoekige romp
zonder hoofd
zonder ziel
onherkenbaar
de rechtlijnigheid
van het stenen verschil
tussen hoog en laag
groot en klein
in aantal niet te duiden
massaliteit
de harde betonnen
onwerkelijkheid
die niet te negeren
simpliciteit
van planmatige precisie
dwangmatig
gestuurde gedachten
vernietigen
elke verwijzing naar
de menselijke maat
zonder telbare eenheid
is het verleden
niet te bevatten
zonder lijnrechtigheid
geen ingang
geen doorgang
geen uitgang
van dit koudstenig labyrint
ontdoen wij ons
van beelden
die geen ogen verdragen
geen geluiden voortbrengen
anders dan
onze voetstappen
die niet hier zijn
zinloos tussen
onechte monumenten
zonder kleur
passen wij slecht
in deze roerloosheid
door de ontaarde geest
weggezuiverd
tot mathematische
afrekening
tot niet aflatende
aanwezigheid
verwijzend
deze rechtgehoekte
deze harde
deze koude
deze betonnen
realiteit
waar niet had moeten zijn

dit gedicht is geschreven – dwalend in het “Monument ter nagedachtenis aan de vermoorde Joden van Europa” – Denkmal für die ermordeten Juden Europas – Berlijn, Berlin, 5 november 2010

Tragedies to Remember, a Tribute


Frontpage Poem book

The last days of August 2010 I finished this project that was strongly appealing to me for quite a long time.
The project consists of a series of Haiku poems, written in English, on the tragedy that encountered my relatives and the Jewish people as a whole during the Shoah.

I wanted to account for the dark history, during World War II that overcame my family and caused that I have never known my grand-parents and many other relatives.I wanted to pay a tribute to the life and merits of all of them, the greater p art of whom were massacred and the few that survived.

As a small boy I felt and knew instinctively that there was a strong reason why my questions remained unanswered. My mom and dad went undercover and participated in the resistance group around the illegal Dutch journal “Het Parool”. The two survived, taking with them a burden for life. They told me a lot of formal information and stories, mostly cleaned of the emotional load.

The important missing part – emotion – came much later, little by little, when my father had to be mentally treated by professor Bastiaanse and afterwards started to write down his memoirs in his books in a novelized way. And through the interviews and video tracks recorded by Steven Spielberg at my parents’ home for the Survivors of the Shoah Visual History Foundation.
Until now my sister and I are puzzling to find missing links of relatives and their offspring.
Dordrecht, the Netherlands 31th August 2010.

Tragedies to Remember, a Tribute


TRAGEDIES TO REMEMBER

I just finished in concept a project that was strongly appealing to me for quite a long time.
This project consists of a series of Haiku poems, written in English, on the tragedy that encountered my relatives and the Jewish people as a whole during the Shoah.

I wanted to account for the dark history, during World War II that overcame my family and caused that I have never known my grand-parents and many other relatives.
I wanted to pay a tribute to the life and merits of all of them, the greater part of whom were massacred and the few that survived.

As a small boy I felt and knew instinctively that there was a strong reason why my questions remained unanswered. My mom and dad went undercover and participated in the resistance group around the illegal Dutch journal “Het Parool”. The two survived, taking with them a burden for life.
They told me a lot of formal information and stories, mostly cleaned of the emotional load.

The important missing part – emotion – came much later, little by little, when my father had to be mentally treated by professor Bastiaanse and afterwards started to write down his memoirs in his books in a novelized way. And through the interviews and video tracks recorded by Steven Spielberg at my parents’ home for the Survivors of the Shoah Visual History Foundation.
Until now my sister and I are puzzling to find missing links of relatives and their offspring.

Upcoming I will put a finishing touch at the Haiku poems and try to find a publisher to realize a booklet.
30 August 2010.