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Pfennig Postcard, Wrong Address by Michael R. Burch

Hi all,

and the second poem… wonderful…. sad… impressive….

words which obliged you not to forget this genocide against Jews…

All genocide leaves traces…. but without remembrance these traces remain cold bones.

Thank you for your comments

Dr. phil. Milena Rampoldi – ProMosaik e.V.

Pfennig Postcard, Wrong Address
by Michael R. Burch

We saw their pictures:
tortured out of our imaginations
like golems.

We could not believe
in their frail extremities
or their gaunt faces,
pallid as our disbelief.

They are not
with us now . . .

We have:
huddled them
into the backrooms of conscience,
consigned them
to the ovens of silence,
buried them in the mass graves
of circumstances beyond our control.

We have
so little left
of them
now
to remind us …