Book Review: “Night” by Elie Wiesel, Translation by Marion Wiesel

Hooked from the very first sentence.

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One Night – A Short Story – Part 1 – Jason

“Jason!!” a woman screamed her voice cracking. Her son was dead. His body lay so peacefully on the hospital bed he could be sleeping. Jason’s face was pale and hollow from the illness, but if the machines weren’t off and his mother wasn’t crying and flailing in his father’s arms, as she tried to reach…

Little Wolf

Little wolf, little wolf How they fear your potentialYour majesty How they cower at your strength, ferocity, and determination What fools!With fearful hands, they paint you the villain a monster in fairy tales Little wolf, little wolfBeware, but do not fear these foolsFor what they fear, you are lovedOh, how you are beloved!Herald as royalty…

What Do You See?

I lay and ponderunder the shadow of leavesWhat do you see when you look at me? How deep!How shallow!Am I to you? An open bookquick to finishor are you enthralledby every new chapter Have you figured me out?from my gaitto my very heartbeator a puzzlefull of intrigue and challenge Personally,I wish to be deeply intriguinga…

Pen and Paper

There is something about simply putting pen to paper. No, it’s not revolutionary. Yes, I know many authors and artist prefer the pad over the keyboard. It’s hard to explain fully. It’s just – looking back, as I write, at all the crap I scratched out until I found the perfect words, is just utterly…

The Change

It began, like all things before, from within.Their once golden blood darkened to an iridescent black.Their battle wounds festered and infected with the by of the new worldHatred and lost consumed the minds of the Fallen.Their innate gentle dispositions became twisted and demented. Grotesque!Utterly grotesque!The outside manifestation on their hate.Feathers fell, leaving behind wings of…

I am King!

I am King… Yet I rule over nothing.I am but a puppet in a play.A coddled child, given the illusion of power.My power has long been stolen – generation upon generations ago –By swine and rats!Whom seek nothing but to gorge themselves on riches and beauty! To feed their hungerThese swine and rats became the…

The Man in His Bubble

Everything before today means nothing,seems to be the world today.Ignoring the edification one can gainfrom the tribulations and victories of those afore. To plow through and learn nothing of the past —pure and utter foolishness!Stagnant water is poison! Everything before today matters not,if today is the same as yesterday. Said the man in his bubble….