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But all this came to an end one night. In almost every one of his novels, Warszawski retells the scene in the winter of 1944 when he came home at three o’clock in the morning, after a night of dancing…
Contributor:
Maxim Biller
Places:
Berlin, Germany
Date:
1990
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“Your teeth are bars of bone. Behind them, in a crystal cell, your shackled words. Remember the advice of an elder: the guilty, those that dropped poison pearls into your goblet—let them go free. In…
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Abraham Sutzkever
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1956
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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…
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Chaim Grade
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1960
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[ . . . ] We have nooses fastened around our necks; when the pressure abates for a moment, we utter a cry. Its importance should not be underestimated. Many a time in history did such cries resound…
Contributor:
Gustawa Jarecka
Places:
Warsaw, General Government (Warsaw, Poland)
Date:
1942