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I am Mani Leyb, whose name is sung—
In Brownsville, Yehupets, and farther, they know it:
Among cobblers, a splendid cobbler; among
Poetical circles, a splendid poet.
A boy straining over the…
Contributor:
Mani Leib
Places:
New York City, United States of America
Date:
1932
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[ . . . ] The oft-repeated reproach that Homer is a liar takes nothing from his effectiveness, he does not need to base his story on historical reality, his reality is powerful enough in itself; it…
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Erich Auerbach
Places:
Istanbul, Turkey
Date:
1942
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Everything will remember
That I was here.
The ships will be the color
Of my clothing,
The birds will use my voice for singing,
The fisherman on the rock
Will ponder my poem,
The river
Will follow my…
Contributor:
Reyzl Zychlinsky
Places:
New York City, United States of America
Date:
1962
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With this number, Di yugend passes into new hands—the hands of its writers.
It is no secret that Yiddish writers, especially young Yiddish writers—and most of the contributors to this monthly journal…
Contributor:
Unknown
Places:
New York City, United States of America (New York, United States of America)
Date:
1908
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To the Conductor: A song of David.
The heavens declare the glory of God,
the firmament tells His handiwork.
Day on day utters speech,
night on night announces knowledge.
There is no speech and…
Contributor:
Jacqueline Osherow
Places:
Salt Lake City, United States of America
Date:
1999
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the poem is ugly & they make it uglier
wherein the power resides
that duncan did—or didn’t—understand
when listening that evening to the other poet read
he said “that was pure ugliness” & oh it was
i…
Contributor:
Jerome Rothenberg
Places:
San Diego, United States of America
Date:
1989
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Our classroom was on the upper floor and in the rear of the building. Its two large windows opened on a garden which, because it could be reached only by crossing M. Shalom’s apartment, was forbidden…
Contributor:
Leon Sciaky
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1946
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Oh white spirit—
My princess!
The spring rips,
Tears at your dress.
The air is full of spring’s fame
Crowned with florets
Carrying its perfume
Spring’s fresh scents.
Bringing your death,
My white…
Contributor:
Celia Dropkin
Places:
New York City, United States of America (New York, United States of America)
Date:
1917
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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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The death of an artist is never a random event, but a last act of creation that seems to illuminate the whole of his life under a powerful ray of light. [ . . . ] Why are people surprised when poets…
Contributor:
Nadezhda Mandelstam
Date:
1970