That poem, which follows, chronicles a visit to Vad Vashem in Jerusalem. There is a great sadness, a powerful emotion conveyed in this short little poem of an American poet in Jerusalem, visiting a remembrance museum of her people. The poem speaks for itself and her discerning talent.
On Walking Away From Yad Vashem
In the eyes of those I'm with
this land can't be home to me:
I don't plant trees,
I don't lay stones down.
I have not come to visit the dead.
We, too, now share her sadness, but today it is for a very different reason.
Rochelle Ratner, Dec. 2, 1948 - March 31, 2008