hanging here from this gallows


It’s the birthday of writer and concentration camp survivor Elie Wiesel (books by this author), born in a small village in Transylvania (1928). He grew up in a Hasidic community and learned to love reading by studying the Pentateuch and other sacred texts. When he was 15, he and his family were taken to the Auschwitz concentration camp. His mother, sister, and father were all killed before World War II was over.
Wiesel survived the camp, but he couldn’t write about his experiences for 10 years. Finally, a mentor, François Mauriac, persuaded Wiesel to write about the war. He wrote a 900-page memoir, which he condensed into the 127-page book called Night (1955). Night has become one of the most widely read books about the Holocaust. In 1986, Wiesel received the Nobel Prize in literature for his writing and teaching.
A passage from Night: “Then came the march past the victims. The two men were no longer alive. Their tongues were hanging out, swollen and bluish. But the third rope was still moving: the child, too light, was still breathing. And so he remained for more than half an hour, lingering between life and death, writhing before our eyes. And we were forced to look at him at close range. He was still alive when I passed him. His tongue was still red, his eyes not yet extinguished. Behind me, I heard the same man asking:
“For God’s sake, where is God?”
And from within me, I heard a voice answer:
“Where He is? This is where—hanging here from this gallows…”

Fantasy and Moonlight

Jeanne's creation @ the PaintMixer.com class in Utah

Jeanne’s creation
@ the PaintMixer.com class in Utah

Dragon rears her head at moon
Stars bless the pair;
Pair them in the light
Bed them in the sea.

Another night
in the waves.

Don's Loch Ness Monster @thepaintmixer.com May 29,2014

Don’s Loch Ness Monster
May 29,2014

From the green depths
arises monster gills-
seeking moonbeams
to soothe
his swaying thirst-
his restless curse.

Maracas Night @the Barn

Harrison plays the calabash Michelle the maracas Photo by Jeanne

Harrison plays the calabash
Michelle the maracas
Photo by Jeanne

Who shakes his gourd? by
fireside? shakes his shells, hips, jaw?
rocks stones with his rhythm?

a pair of hollow club like gourd or gourd-shaped containers filled with beans, pebbles, or similar objects, shaken as a percussion instrument.

denoting a type of traditional Mexican folk music, typically performed by a small group of strolling musicians dressed in native costume.

an evergreen tropical American tree that bears fruit in the form of large woody gourds.

Pattern #29 “V”

Photo and Mask by Jeanne

Photo and Mask by Jeanne

It’s the “V” that points
command; spotlights night’s secrets:
food and game for thought!

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