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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…
Contributor:
Hanoch Levin
Places:
Palo Alto, United States of America
(Tel Aviv, Israel)
Date:
1991
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“The birds, Regina! The birds! The birds!” he cried out. “You don’t hear? Our child…Issachar!…Issachar!…Regina!…That bird…Issachar…that bird…that bird.…”
When Luna entered the room with her bridegroom…
Contributor:
Dan-Benaya Seri
Places:
Jerusalem, Israel
Date:
1987
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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…
Contributor:
Aryeh Sivan
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1989
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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
Places:
(Neve Tsedeq, Israel)
Date:
1911
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With gentle fingers
The rain is softly
Playing sad melodies
On the black instrument of night.
We are sitting in the darkness,
Each in his own house
(The children have fallen asleep)
Listening…
Contributor:
David Vogel
Places:
Vienna, First Austrian Republic
(Vienna, Austria)
Date:
1923