Kaddish for Ms. Weinberg
Claudia Bierschenk, July 2009
a spinster, lady of style
well-read, and appalled
when they came into
her bedroom without knocking
in 1942 she was in her fifties
with no relations;
she had never been East
nor on a train for that long
a plaque on the pavement
outside my unsafe house
blackened by time
and countless innocent passers-by
while her charred bones are lost,
dusted with limestone, outside Riga
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