Following World War II, many Jews were confined to displaced persons (DPs) camps in Allied-occupied countries. Among them were my parents and parents-in-law.
I found them, viscerally familiar aliens / in my grandmother’s poppy seed cake / in the first pomegranate I ate / in all the rivers that have seen me weep...
This poem was written in memory of Kristallnacht (Nov. 9-10, 1938) in honor of those who suffered
Visiting Leipzig in 2014, I told of my father’s arrest in that city on Kristallnacht. In the congregation, sat a man with my name with an incredible story about that same night.
The black and white film 1945, in Hungarian with English subtitles, is charged with historical allegory and symbolic dread. It teaches: Acknowledge the sins of the past, as your soul may depend on it.