“My Child, You Are a Refugee”: 1942 poem achingly familiar today
The photographs of Ukrainian children clutching stuffed animals, peering through train windows, and tearfully hugging their fathers—who are also weeping—as they flee their war-torn homeland, are not only heartbreaking. For American Jews with long memories of the destruction of East European Jewish culture in Polish, Russian, and Ukrainian lands, it also feels like a nauseating…