Moishe Beadle, the jack
all trade, wept and pleaded
"Jews, listen to me"
I did not believe him. Not
for long. Optimism soon revived
The Germans will not come this far
In 3 days, German Army vehicles made
there presence on our street. "The yellow star?
So what? Its not lethal..."(Poor Father! Of then did
you die?). "The news is terrible" he said at last and
then one word: "Transports". "All Jews outside! Hurry!
The Hungarian police used their rifle butts, their clubs to
discriminately strike old men and women. One by one the
house were emptied. A prolonged whistle pierced the air.
The wheels began to grind. We were on our way.
The wheels began to grind. We were on our way.
Very good. I liked how you added that quote in parenthesis and their and still made it seem like it should belong
ReplyDeleteHi Hayden,
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed your found poem it said a lot about how they felt about the Holocaust and vaguely about what was going on. I thought it was very clever That you incorporated different passages from all different parts of the book to make up your poem. Your poem takes us through the beginning steps of his journey through the holocaust. That was also very interesting how that was pieced together. Overall I think you did a wonderful job.