The bright and square stumbling blocks, located on the streets of Berlin, Amsterdam and European cities, indicate that right there, in front of the same door of the apartment building or in front of the same store, once lived a Jew who was killed in the Holocaust, disrupting our lives and forcing us to remember the names and the day .
To me, they also remind me of the neighbors who collaborated with the Nazis, at least passively, as the writer Yoram Kaniuk asked - "How could they not see what happened?".
And I made it a habit, every time Holocaust Remembrance Day came, to touch a poet.
Today I return to Uri Zvi Greenberg, to "The Streets of the River - The Book of Rams and the Power", and dive into the paths of terror and paralysis in which the IDF went, to hear from him about nights when it rained like blood on the ground and there we arrived in the land In Europe, where the bells of Christianity rang and where all the elements of the mosaic that make up the Holocaust of the Jews and their murderers were,
There is no ECG walking in the way of assumptions and shortcuts, the poet walks with all his consciousness into the heart of the darkness of death and seeks to describe it. He does not walk alone, accompanied by an angel from heaven. Looking for a gold tooth, earrings or rings. The angel stands and covers his face with his palms, refusing to believe.
The poet is amazed that the Jew's body has more resilience than the angel's body.
Hence his task is not to be silent but to bring things as they are:
"But he, the angel, is shaking his shoulders: he is weeping
And his weeping drips upon the earth.
We are both standing
In the holiest place in the world.
Damn the sky
That do not thunder, that there is no sulfur rain here falling,
And Noga and Noga and summer on a great land!
And in the dream of the ECG, the skeletons of the Jews rise from the graves and grow to enormous proportions. For there is no hoe and no field that can forever encrypt this skeletal Judaism among them. on them.
The skeletons reach the door frame.
You see, there used to be a mezuzah there.
Even these days, voices are calling for the elimination of the Jewish state and its disappearance from the face of the earth.
They stand and shout the murders of their aspirations in the town square.
And the Holocaust no longer fades an abstract memory.
Once it is the Iranian leaders who see the elimination of the "Zionist entity" as the essence of their existence and develop weapons of mass destruction that are intended to eliminate us, and this time it is a Palestinian model who connects to Hamas calls that rise and break new ground.
The silences for these calls are many, and the silences express the range of agreement that the Jew is a disaster to be erased.
On the day of the Holocaust, after all, we are silent.
The rest of the year we have a duty to shout against those who rise up for our brides.
Were we wrong?
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