I had a different post planned for today, a sneak peak at what I’ve been working on for the Evanston Art Center’s forthcoming Winter Art EXPO Holiday Show that’s opening next week. But this morning I decided to jettison that and focus on the Anniversary of Kristallnacht. This year is the 80th anniversary of Kristallnacht which was an attack on Jewish Humanity. On November 9th and 10th Nazi’s across Germany and Austria attacked Jewish Synagogues and business, “The windows of Jewish shops, businesses and homes were smashed as police stood by during the antisemitic rampage, giving it the name of Kristallnacht(night of broken glass).” (Merkel to address Kristallnacht ceremony at Berlin Synagogue, Harriet Sherwoood, and Louise Osborne, The Guardian, Nov 8, 2018.
I think it’s tantamount that we remember atrocious events in human history such as this, especially since there are so many atrocious events occurring today across our world–as happened so recently in the Squirrel Hill neighborhood of Pittsburgh, PA. I’m looking forward to sharing some of my Holiday post next week-and hoping and working toward some calm across our small planet. I’m thankful for the Blue Wave that washed across my fair prairie state of Illinois and spread out capturing the US House of Representatives.
Remembering today humanity–
Remembering today we all breathe–
Remembering today we all need water–
Remembering today we all need love–
Remembering today acts against humanity–
Remembering today Kristallnact and all
atrocious acts against humanity–
©2018 Michelle Kogan
by Nazim Hikmet
I Living is no laughing matter: you must live with great seriousness like a squirrel, for example— I mean without looking for something beyond and above living, I mean living must be your whole occupation. Living is no laughing matter: you must take it seriously, so much so and to such a degree that, for example, your hands tied behind your back, your back to the wall, or else in a laboratory in your white coat and safety glasses, you can die for people— even for people whose faces you’ve never seen, even though you know living is the most real, the most beautiful thing. I mean, you must take living so seriously that even at seventy, for example, you’ll plant olive trees— and not for your children, either, but because although you fear death you don’t believe it, because living, I mean, weighs heavier. Read the rest of this poem at Academy of American Poets
Michelle Heidenrich Barnes is hosting this weeks Poetry Friday Roundup at her blog Today’s Little Ditty. I’m anxiously awaiting what she will unveil for us all on her rich site… Thanks for hosting Michelle!