Watchtower at Birkenau Concentration and Extermination Camp
"The pain in my stomach sends a violent wave of nausea up my gullet.
The night is chilly and damp. An other-worldly glow lights up the watchtowers, the high wire fences, an endless row of cattle cars, SS men, their dogs, a mass of people pouring out of the wagons.
‘Heraus! Heraus! Los! Heraus!’
Metal buttons glisten on SS uniforms.
‘On line! Everyone stand on line! By fives! Men over there! Women and children over here!’
Marschieren! Los!
The column of women, children, infants begins to move. Dogs snarl, SS men scream orders, children cry, women weep goodbyes to departing men, and I struggle with my convulsing stomach. And I march on.”
The night is chilly and damp. An other-worldly glow lights up the watchtowers, the high wire fences, an endless row of cattle cars, SS men, their dogs, a mass of people pouring out of the wagons.
‘Heraus! Heraus! Los! Heraus!’
Metal buttons glisten on SS uniforms.
‘On line! Everyone stand on line! By fives! Men over there! Women and children over here!’
Marschieren! Los!
The column of women, children, infants begins to move. Dogs snarl, SS men scream orders, children cry, women weep goodbyes to departing men, and I struggle with my convulsing stomach. And I march on.”
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Poland
Photographer:
Pat Burns
Watchtower at Birkenau Concentration and Extermination Camp
"The pain in my stomach sends a violent wave of nausea up my gullet.
The night is chilly and damp. An other-worldly glow lights up the watchtowers, the high wire fences, an endless row of cattle cars, SS men, their dogs, a mass of people pouring out of the wagons.
‘Heraus! Heraus! Los! Heraus!’
Metal buttons glisten on SS uniforms.
‘On line! Everyone stand on line! By fives! Men over there! Women and children over here!’
Marschieren! Los!
The column of women, children, infants begins to move. Dogs snarl, SS men scream orders, children cry, women weep goodbyes to departing men, and I struggle with my convulsing stomach. And I march on.”
The night is chilly and damp. An other-worldly glow lights up the watchtowers, the high wire fences, an endless row of cattle cars, SS men, their dogs, a mass of people pouring out of the wagons.
‘Heraus! Heraus! Los! Heraus!’
Metal buttons glisten on SS uniforms.
‘On line! Everyone stand on line! By fives! Men over there! Women and children over here!’
Marschieren! Los!
The column of women, children, infants begins to move. Dogs snarl, SS men scream orders, children cry, women weep goodbyes to departing men, and I struggle with my convulsing stomach. And I march on.”
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Date:
Location:
Poland
Photographer:
Pat Burns
Auschwitz
Following a visit to Auschwitz and Birkenau Concentration Camps, Poland, in August 2011. I felt a need to put together a record in photographic images of my sense of the place, as a personal mark of respect to all those who endured the horror and dehumanising experience of Hitler's Death Camps.
The Text which accompanies the images is taken from the book 'ELLI - Coming of Age in The Holocaust' By Livia E. Bitton Jackson.
It a wonderful and moving account of the author's personal experience in Auschwitz and other camps, when she was only thirteen years of age. It recounts in clear and powerful language the horror and brutality endured by Elli, her family and countless thousands of others at the Hands of the Nazi SS.
The Text which accompanies the images is taken from the book 'ELLI - Coming of Age in The Holocaust' By Livia E. Bitton Jackson.
It a wonderful and moving account of the author's personal experience in Auschwitz and other camps, when she was only thirteen years of age. It recounts in clear and powerful language the horror and brutality endured by Elli, her family and countless thousands of others at the Hands of the Nazi SS.
Watchtower at Birkenau Concentration and Extermination Camp
"The pain in my stomach sends a violent wave of nausea up my gullet.
The night is chilly and damp. An other-worldly glow lights up the watchtowers, the high wire fences, an endless row of cattle cars, SS men, their dogs, a mass of people pouring out of the wagons.
‘Heraus! Heraus! Los! Heraus!’
Metal buttons glisten on SS uniforms.
‘On line! Everyone stand on line! By fives! Men over there! Women and children over here!’
Marschieren! Los!
The column of women, children, infants begins to move. Dogs snarl, SS men scream orders, children cry, women weep goodbyes to departing men, and I struggle with my convulsing stomach. And I march on.”
The night is chilly and damp. An other-worldly glow lights up the watchtowers, the high wire fences, an endless row of cattle cars, SS men, their dogs, a mass of people pouring out of the wagons.
‘Heraus! Heraus! Los! Heraus!’
Metal buttons glisten on SS uniforms.
‘On line! Everyone stand on line! By fives! Men over there! Women and children over here!’
Marschieren! Los!
The column of women, children, infants begins to move. Dogs snarl, SS men scream orders, children cry, women weep goodbyes to departing men, and I struggle with my convulsing stomach. And I march on.”
Ref:
Date:
Location:
Poland
Photographer:
Pat Burns
