Holocaust Poetry

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Summary: A Time in History that Saddens Us All
Review: I really enjoyed reading your book of Holocaust Poetry. It touched my heart in many different ways. I felt the sorrows of the poets who displayed their poetry in your book. Some poets lost very close loved ones and showed their love and affection through their poetry. I think that it is very important that we know about the Holocaust and how discrimination affected us and our ancestors. This book taught me that every life has it's own meaning and that we should treat other as we would like to be treated.

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Summary: haunting, gripping, emotionally supercharged
Review: Shiff prefaces this book with a verse from Job 16:18: "Oh earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no resting place." This anthology gives voice to holocaust victims, it brings immediacy to the holocaust -- making it a current tragedy rather than a historical event. The poems are organized somewhat chronologically, in sections titled Alienation, Persecution, Destruction, Rescuers Bystanders & Perpetrators, Afterwards, Second Generation, Lessons, and God. A variety of writers are represented, from the famous (Elie Wiesel, Primo Levi, Sylvia Plath), to the less famous (Pavel Friedman, a child inmate of Theresienstadt camp). An appendix includes fascinating biographical sketches information on each author, which adds an extra dimension to the poetry. Much of the poetry is very readable, accessible, not as esoteric as I had expected. The overall effect is highly disturbing, yet it's inspiring that many of the writers are able to find God or meaning in such horror.

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Summary: THE VOICE OF SILENCE!
Review: The Holocaust is undoubtedly the most horrific epoch of human violence mankind ever witnessed.Not much historical documentation was done about it because in the brutal act of murdering Six million Jews by the Nazi supportors almost an entire race got wiped out...the few that survived remained transfixed by the aftermath of that shattering experience of barbaric cruelity.The recorded facts were kept supressed for a long time.The Holocaust remained hidden like a Blackhole in the obscure labyrinths of history. Though we consider the Holocaust as a rudiment of the dead past,we still find the haunting echos even now.Just look back in retrospect even a short span of the bygone decade.There we find the demonic manifestations of the forgotten dead past!The list at random is alarming:ethnic strife in Rwanda,Cechnia,Croatians and Serbs,Jews and the Palestinens and above all Racial descrimination at different levels in almost all the continents.This is the price we pay for remaining oblivious to the lessons of the past.The dictum"Those who forget the past are condemned to repeat it" will hold true for ever.It is indeed our moral responsibility to at least remotely live through the pain and and agony...to empathise with the victims of the holocaust who suffered more by the deliberate acts of cruelity by their own fellow beings than by the stroke of fate.It will be a disdainful act if we choose to turn away from this imperious reality of the past! Hilda Schiff's compilation "Holocaust Poetry" addresses this fact with such immediacy of purpose.This is a very insightful compilation because Hilda Schiff has chosen to include as many variety of poems from different perspectives of the same reality than presenting a chosen few poets at length.This offers a panaromic insight into the holocaust in its entiriety!The poems compiled are arranged in an order that gives a graphical account of the plight of the victims.Nothing else could be a better example of Man's innate urge to destroy and above all Man's indomitable will to overcome..to eventually triumph against all odds.These poems give that rare insight into the complexity of the strange human predicament as well! Well,when striken stricken to the heart the Lion gives out his mightiest roar,smitten on the head the cobra rises it's hood...and the glory of the Self comes forth when a man is wounded to the depths!These verbal expressions form only a fractional account of the unsung saga of the holocaust victims,but they stand as the living testimony of a statement by the Greek writer Nikos Kazantzakis" Man's wings won't sprout until he reaches the brink of an abyss!"