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On the white garments of my great-grandfather
the cross of the middle ages flames anew.
My great-grandfather sits at the seder,
holding a staff from a wild almond tree
to rouse the forefathers.
Not…
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Chaim Grade
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1936
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It’s hard to be clever these nights,
And useless to be modern.
Useless to smile knowingly and observe with melancholy
The language bastardisms of history:
“The government of the Republic is delivered…
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A. Leyeles
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New York City, United States of America
Date:
1937
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Good night, wide world.
Big, stinking world.
Not you, but I, slam the gate.
In my long robe,
With my flaming, yellow patch,
With my proud gait,
At my own command—
I return to the ghetto.
Wipe out…
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Jacob Glatstein
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New York City, United States of America
Date:
1938
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The Führer inquires of General Franco, “Comrade, how did you solve the Jewish problem?”
Franco answers, “I instituted the yellow badge.”
“That’s nothing,” says Hitler. “I imposed tributes…
Contributor:
Shimon Huberband
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Warsaw, General Government
(Warsaw, Poland)
Date:
1941
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A round number. At first glance it looks silly and seems to have no specific meaning. A detached number such as this can be likened to those gray people who go through life alone and die without…
Contributor:
Yehoshua Perle
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Warsaw, General Government
(Warsaw, Poland)
Date:
1942
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When breakfast was over, I had to go to the synagogue, rain or shine, for it was Saturday morning. I used to sit next to Bernard and Simon. We would wear our skull caps and whisper to each other…
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Dannie Abse
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London, United Kingdom
Date:
1954
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The morning of the third day, Tsiporah tried to distract Noémi.
“Have you read this article?” she asked, handing her Maariv.
Noémi finished her nth cigarette, then placed the butt on the already…
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René Sussan
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1964
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Shortly before Paris was occupied, Maurice had me return to my native Morocco.
My parents—my dear parents whom I loved so much and whom I never saw again—were, alas, dead. The other members of the…
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Degracia
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1968
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T.J.:Why don’t you get the lead out of your can and do something for once?
Coney [to Finch]:You finish your map.
Finch:It’s finished, Coney.
Coney:Well, let T. J. Rockefeller do something besides…
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Arthur Laurents
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1945
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Jew, you’ve yelled at him, seething with rage.
Jew, you’ve yelled at him, seeking to shame him.
Jew, no better word can you find to defame him.
Jew, no better word to vent your disdain.
For him it…
Contributor:
Carlos Grünberg
Places:
Buenos Aires, Argentina
Date:
1940