I never saw the shards
of Jewish windows glinting
in the jagged river; or noticed
how the trees marched
in lines through Rhineland
forests, or how in wintertime
the snow fell as finely as ash.

Ellen Goldstein, from “Landscape (for August Sander)”
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Posted by weissewiese
∞  January 27, 2012
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