In a few years the last Holocaust survivors will be gone, and memory will begin to hand over to history. Our understanding will change, perhaps for the better. But when you watch children take in the seamed faces and tattooed arms on Holocaust Memorial Day, you know that something important will be missing: the living reminder that they are just like us, and yet it happened; that it happened in ordinary time, and so could happen again.

Literary Review

Mar 2007

Categories

Carole Angier

Hidden Treasure

A Committed Poet

She Wore A Yellow Nightie

Hard to Satisfy

Pomp Prodigy

Home Is Where the Danger Is

Rock Star

Brief Encounters

Not Even the Horse Was Normal

O Unlucky Man

The Soloist’s Story

In Defense of Literary Biography

To the Brink of Silence

Writing to Fill the Silence

Love & Art

Dark Nights of the Soul

Men & Women in Dark Times

At The Mind’s Limits

Age-Banding Biography

The Horror

The Dying Light

Messner’s Wrath

Saeva Indignato

Reich Rebel

Cool Clear Burn