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We turn our thoughts to yesterday…to a world that lives only in our memory.
As we recall the days gone by, we know the past is irretrievable.
Yet—through the gift of memory, we recapture treasured…
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Evelyn Mehlman
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1980
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Chicago, Ill., 12/7/15
My dear Girl:
The enclosed money order for $40.00 represents the forty dollars collected at my Birth Control Lecture for you. I am sure it will come very handy, as you must be…
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Emma Goldman
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Chicago, United States of America
Date:
1915
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Lord, I have seen too much for one who sat
In quiet at his window’s luminous eye
And puzzled over house and street and sky,
Safe only in the narrowest habitat;
Who studies peace as if the world were…
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Karl Shapiro
Places:
New York City, New Guinea
(New Guinea, Indonesia)
Date:
1943
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Mindy Weisel
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Washington, United States of America
Date:
1979
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Jane Logemann
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1995
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Nir Hod
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New York, United States of America
Date:
2005
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Meanwhile Joy was telling me things about her life that I’d never known as a single-minded kid searching the neighborhood for a grape to burst—Joy was tossing into this agitated pot of memory called…
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Philip Roth
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1997
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For some reason, Galina’s mother had been turning up in her thoughts more often since the war began. Galina didn’t think about her with defiance, the way she used to before her mother’s death and for…
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Lara Vapnyar
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
2003
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I am not lyric any more
I will not play the harp
for your pleasure
I will not make a joyful
noise to you, neither
will I lament
for I know you drink
lamentation, too,
like wine
so I dully…
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Alicia Ostriker
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
2002
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The Mother enters, carrying the dead Child in her arms; approaches the pile.
The Mother:Hello, dead children.
I brought my son here.
He’s dead. He’ll lie with you.
Dead Children:You…
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Hanoch Levin
Places:
Palo Alto, United States of America
(Tel Aviv, Israel)
Date:
1991