Echoes of Tattered Tongues: Memory Unfolded

One of the most criticized essays I ever wrote for this blog was entitled "All Holocausted Out: What I Think of Non-Jews Using the W...

This is a poem to be read while thinking about going to war to stop a war.  The Country of War War comes down like a hammer,  hea...

Recently, I was interview by Rattle's Megan Green.   The interview also appears at the Rattle site.  Just click here .  I thought I wou...

74 years ago on September 1. 1939, the Germans invaded Poland. Their blitzkrieg, their lightning war, came from the air and the sea and t...

I received an article this morning about a commemoration ceremony that was held in Warsaw yesterday. Crowds of Poles gathered to remember ...

My father spent more than 4 years in Buchenwald Concentration Camp as a Polish slave laborer. He was captured in a round up when he went t...

Mother’s Day Poem I remember my mother, her old house, the miracle of her lov...