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Fabius Lind’s days are running out in blood.
Red serpents of failures empty his veins.
In his head—white muddy stains. Confusion.
And a heavy load on his heart.
He could have . . .
He could have . .…
Contributor:
A. Leyeles
Places:
New York City, United States of America
Date:
1937
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I was present at the last birth. My wife and I had done the natural childbirth exercises. We were ready. The doctor was kind and easy.
The child was born, my fourth child, a boy. After three girls…
Contributor:
Herbert Gold
Places:
San Francisco, United States of America
Date:
1972
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(Written at the end of 1939 in Havana—with thoughts about Poland)
Our poor nest eternally atremble
in the wind.
What will happen now, in bloody storm,
mayn kind?
Now, in bloody storm . . . ?
The…
Contributor:
Aaron Zeitlin
Places:
Havana, Republic of Cuba (Havana, Cuba)
Date:
1939
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For my child, today, it is so easy
to make the awful discovery, that people kill
and are killed: both things and people
speak the language of the red angel.
My child asks me: Why are people being…
Contributor:
Aaron Zeitlin
Places:
Warsaw, General Government (Warsaw, Poland)
New York City, United States of America
Date:
1930s
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The Jews held cattle dealers in contempt. They considered them illiterate louts in no way different from peasants. My grandfather never let a cattle dealer into his house. Into the barn yes, but never…
Contributor:
Henryk Grynberg
Places:
Los Angeles, United States of America
Date:
1970
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We waited half through the night, with the news leaking out to us. The confessions were going well. The time was long because the state’s attorney was going over each fact, nailing down the evidence…
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Meyer Levin
Places:
New York City, United States of America
Date:
1956
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A messenger’s coming to you today.
I’m the one who sent him.
He’s bringing a bag of gifts.
Don’t bolt the door on him.
He’s bringing a bag of gifts.
I collected and watched them.
He’ll lay them at…
Contributor:
Yosef Rolnik
Places:
New York City, United States of America (New York, United States of America)
Date:
1915
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Out of being torn apart
comes art.
Out of being split in two
comes me and you. HA HA!
Out of being torn in three
comes a logical poetry. (She laughed but not at poetry.)
Out of the essential…
Contributor:
David Shapiro
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
2002
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It’s hard to be clever these nights,
And useless to be modern.
Useless to smile knowingly and observe with melancholy
The language bastardisms of history:
“The government of the Republic is delivered…
Contributor:
A. Leyeles
Places:
New York City, United States of America
Date:
1937
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He was a great entertainer but going insane. The pathologic element could be missed only by those who were laughing too hard to look. Humboldt, that grand erratic handsome person with his wide blond…
Contributor:
Saul Bellow
Places:
Chicago, United States of America
Date:
1973