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From Kiev I took a wagon heading for Zhitomir. Few of my readers will still remember the long coach wagons in which the past generation traveled before the railroads…
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Yehudah Katzenelson
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St. Petersburg, Russian Empire
(St Petersburg, Russia)
Date:
1917
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Politishes verter-bukh (A Dictionary of Political Terms) is an anonymous work billed as “an interpretation of the strange words that are used in Yiddish newspapers, journals, and political and…
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St. Petersburg, Russian Empire
(St Petersburg, Russia)
Date:
1907
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Shlof, shlof, shlof,
Der tateh vet kumen in dorf,
Vet er brengn an epeleh,
Vet zayn gezunt dos kepele.
Sleep, sleep, sleep,
Daddy is traveling to the village,
He will bring back a little apple,
So…
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St. Petersburg, Russian Empire
(Moscow, Russia)
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Late 19th–Early 20th Century
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Zion my innocent one, Zion my desired,
To thee my soul yearns from far away;
May I forget my right hand should I forget thee, my beauty,
Until my grave is sealed upon me . . .
May my tongue cleave…
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Menachem Mendl Dolitzki
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St. Petersburg, Russian Empire
(Moscow, Russia)
Date:
1887
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This tale is very different from the other stories and more interesting. [ . . . ]
A melámmed was in his home, and he was so starved that his belly…
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A. Litvin, Sonya the Wise Woman (Sonya Naimark)
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1917
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“Miss Duncan? The dancer? What is that—ballet?” No, it is not ballet. Missing here are the two predominant elements that make up modern ballet: there is neither dance technique nor women wearing…
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Arkadii Georgevich Gornfeld
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St. Petersburg, Russian Empire
(St Petersburg, Russia)
Date:
1905
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The train pulls up to the platform, steaming and boiling like a samovar.
Lazar is standing on the platform—short, glowing, joyful—waving his dirty handkerchief at the cars.
The train is on its way to…
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David Khait
Date:
1928
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The heder was in the basement. It was a dark, damp room with a low ceiling. There were two windows on the ground level. In the middle of the room, there was a long wooden table covered…
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Doiv Ber Levin
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1932
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. . . An empty street. An unfamiliar shack. A tightly shut gate. And hanging over the gate, over the dead street, over us all—a Cossack cap with a raspberry-colored band. A trail of smoke from an…
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Mark Egart
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1933–1934
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[ . . . ] And the Lieutenant-Captain was seriously tired of other people’s passports, of never-ending family names, from Ivanov to Chavchavadze, and of registration.
The barrister has been…
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Andrei Sobol
Date:
1923