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I weep for you with all the letters of the alphabet
that made your hopeful songs. I saw how reason spent
itself in vain for hope, how you strove against regret—
and all the while your hearts were…
Contributor:
Chaim Grade
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1960
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Rabbi Levi Yitskhok’s drayman—the one who wore
tales and tfiln as he smeared the wheels
of his wagon with tar—
turns up in the shape of a bunch of Jews
hanging around their houses,
washing the car
(w…
Contributor:
Jacob Glatstein
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1956