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. . . My mother sits on a low stool and her head is slumped forward on her breast and her eyes are red. Evening is nearly upon us; and the memorial candle is burning on the windowsill . . .
Papa has…
Contributor:
Dvora Baron
Date:
1911
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Crowds of people had been gathering since dawn at the morgue next to the city hospital. Drowsy, shivering, in damp gray clothes, they warmed themselves by huddling in one another’s breath. Their faces…
Contributor:
Yoysef Smolazh
Places:
Warsaw, Poland
Date:
1937
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How many know
the number of creatures is endless?
So many know,
only a gasp in their questions is possible.
All that fullness—
of wounds that won’t scar over.
pain’s grillework
persisting in…
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Michael Heller
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1997
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You Will Be Wrapped in Silk
“And how do you merit to live so long?”
—Because I know there is need to consider.
At my birth someone said, “He will be wrapped
in silk.” And now the guests are…
Contributor:
Allen Grossman
Places:
Chelsea, United States of America
Date:
2003
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When an Israeli soldier dies in the line of duty, three officers come to your house and sit in your living room and tell you about it. Imagine how many times that scene has been played out in Israeli…
Contributor:
Edeet Ravel
Places:
Guelph, Canada
Date:
2003
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Nuska Shkolnik, who had come on a four-day leave, cried those four straight. He’d been a whiner since childhood, and Lyovka never did manage to knock that vice out of him. All anyone had to do was…
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Inna Lesovaya
Places:
Kyiv, Ukraine
Date:
2005
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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…
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Saul Bellow
Places:
Chicago, United States of America
Date:
1973
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Please, increase the intensity of your signals.
Here I
can’t hear, can’t know, if you’ve
stuck another iron flower in the lapel
of the antenna. You’re so delicate. Why
are you so soft, why are you…
Contributor:
Be’eri Hazak
Places:
Jerusalem, Israel
Date:
1974
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I wipe the dust off my books
with a small t-shirt, an old t-shirt
which was once my son’s. We have
more dust this summer than last,
and its composition is different…
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Aryeh Sivan
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1989
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Immediately I grabbed the man, gripped him, pressed him to me with all my stomach muscles, the way a carpenter, after applying the metal vise to the cupboard that suddenly collapsed, twists and…
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Hamutal Bar-Yosef
Places:
Beersheba, Israel
Date:
1990