Victimisation

Quote

Poem

‘”My face a featureless, fine / Jew linen”

Lady Lazarus

“Herr Doktor” and “Herr Enemy”

Lady Lazarus

“The Indian’s axed your scalp”

Cut

“With the swarmy feeling of African hands”

Cut

“Scraped flat by the roller / Of wars, wars, wars”

Daddy

“It stuck in a barb wire snare”

Daddy

“An engine, an engine / Chuffing me off like a Jew. / A Jew to Dachau, Auschwitz, Belsen. / I began to talk like a Jew. / I think I may well be a Jew.”

Daddy

“With my gipsy ancestress and my weird luck / And my Taroc pack and my Taroc pack / I may be a bit of a Jew”

Daddy