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But who emptied your shoes of sand
When you had to get up, to die?
The sand which Israel gathered,
Its nomad sand?
Burning Sinai sand,
Mingled with throats of nightingales,
Mingled with wings of…
Contributor:
Nelly Sachs
Places:
Frankfurt am Main, West Germany
(Stockholm, Sweden)
Date:
1947
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Hot lava flows in my veins to-night,
My nerves are jangling mad,
The Joy of Life is a tinsel gaud,
The sweetest songs sound sad.
I feel the drag of the Wanderlust,
I see the ghosts stream by…
Contributor:
Nathan Spielvogel
Places:
Ballarat, Australia
Date:
1913
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Lord, I want to return to your word,
Lord, I want to pour out my wine,
Lord, I want to go, to go to you,
Lord, I do not know what should be done,
I am alone.
I am alone in empty air,
In terror of…
Contributor:
Kurt Wolfskehl
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1934
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Not as if it were an accident,
not as if he were leaving Prague and coming to Havana,
eight years later bringing Mama,
to put her behind the cash register,
instill certain principles,
give her little…
Contributor:
José Kozer
Date:
1973