Related Blog Posts on Yom HaShoah

Know Before Whom You Stand: A Poem for the 6 Million

Rabbi Loren Sykes and Ellie Sherman

This poem reflects the intensity of bearing witness at Majdanek, the Nazi extermination camp located in Lublin. The title, “Know Before Whom You Stand,” is a phrase that often appears above the Ark in the sanctuary of the synagogue.

Why The Man Who Coined the Term “Genocide” Is Turning in His Grave

Aron Hirt-Manheimer

Genocide has been in the news lately. On March 17th, Secretary of State John Kerry declared, “In my judgment, Daesh (ISIS) is responsible for genocide against groups in areas under its control, including Yazidis, Christians, and Shia Muslims.” But unless the world’s most powerful nation fulfills its legal and moral obligation under the Genocide Convention, thousands more men, women, and children will fall victim to the crime that once had no name.

Lessons of Nuremberg: Stand Up to Hate and Remember Its Victims

Irwin Cotler (JTA)

Yom Hashoah arrives this year on the eve of two historic anniversaries: the 80th anniversary of the coming into effect of the Nuremberg Race Laws, which served as prologue and precursor to the Holocaust, and the 70th anniversary of the Nuremberg Trials, which served as the foundation for the development of contemporary international human rights and humanitarian law. We must ask ourselves two questions: What have we learned? What must we do?

Remembering Holocaust Victims and Heroes with Music

Cantor Deborrah Cannizzaro

In North America, Holocaust remembrance services and programs often include special musical selections in memory of people lost during the war and in honor of those who fought against the Nazis. Such music is profound and varied, and often was used as a vehicle of resistance. For example, “Zogt Nit Keynmol” (“Never Say That You Have Reached the Final Road”) was written in April 1943 in reaction to news of the Warsaw Ghetto uprising. Composed in Vilna by underground fighter Hirsh Glick and set to a Soviet cinema tune by Dmitri and Daniel Pokrass, the song spread like wildfire throughout Eastern Europe, becoming the official hymn of the partisan brigades.

I Remember: A Poem for Yom HaShoah

Stacey Zisook Robinson, z"l

I remember the absence of sound,
deeper than silence
and more lonely,
like the moment just
before Creation,
all stretched and
attenuated, waiting,
except there was no time
to measure 
eternity,
so waiting was
Now.

I wait for God to
say my name,
so that I will