There’s a restaurant in Warsaw
where the ghetto used to be.
450,000 Jews.
Most died in Treblinka’s gas chambers.
Some of hunger.
Some of typhus.
Some shot in the street.
But
the espresso is superb,
waitresses flattered by their
short skirts,
and the cherry Pierogi
are a must.
(Editor’s note: poet Shai Ben-Shalom, an Israeli-born biologist, examines current events in the Blacklock’s tradition each and every Sunday)
