A CHRISTMAS VISITATION.

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ANNY HOROWITZ MAKES A SEASONAL VISITATION.

Submitted: December 27, 2011

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Anny stands by the door. Anny

Watches as your grandchildren

Open the seasonal gifts. Her blue

Eyes follow as toys are investigated

One after another. You see her there,

Her ghostly hand brushing back her

Curly blonde hair. She smiles at you

As she lifts her eyes from toys to you.

None of the others see her as she walks

About the room, her hands wanting to

Touch the toys, to finger the doll, to hold

Against her chest as once she may in

Better days before the Auschwitz death.

You sip your beer, your eyes watching

As she sits by your wife, taking in excitement

Of voices and grandchildren’s laughter,

Her bright eyes moving from you to laid

Down toys, maybe remembering her own

Childhood excitement of Jewish celebrations,

The candles, the singing, the feel of love,

The sense of awe. Speculation on your part,

You and your tender heart. Anny studies

Your wife as she talks of this and that to those

Around the room. Anny looks back at you,

Those blue eyes, that curly blonde hair, that

Ribbon tied in the hair, those 1940s clothes,

That sense of sorrow that follows her like

Perfume. You smile back and want to say

Other words you have said to her before,

But others might wonder why you speak to

One they cannot see, thinking maybe your

Dotage has taken a turn or that you’ve sipped

Too much beer in celebrational cheer. Anny

Understands these things and much beside

Since that Paris betrayal and train trip to

Icy Auschwitz where in 1942 she died.


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