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The turning wheel runs round and round.
It opens and closes the exit of my gate.
Noisily it turns for ruin and destruction.
My head is split, my entrails spilled.
It chases and it catches…
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Solomon de Oliveyra
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Amsterdam, Republic of the Seven United Netherlands
(Amsterdam, Netherlands)
Date:
17th Century
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Enough, you fools and idiots, enough!
Why do you come to me with sage advice?
Are you still infants? Are you soiling still
Your diapers and sheets with excrement…
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Jacob Frances
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Mantua, Duchy of Mantua
(Mantova, Italy)
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17th Century
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The girl’s eyes are the heavens of love, a robe of light and splendour in which she clothes herself. Even when they are hidden by clouds of tears, lovers, do not be afraid to come near. Do not fear…
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Immanuel Frances
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17th Century
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Where are the merchants who used to chase after me to purchase my favours? O malevolent Time! Nowadays, they abhor my company; when I call for them, there is no answer. How has my merchandise been…
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Immanuel Frances
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17th Century
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At the close of Independence Day 1972
a biplane plane rose
in the Tel-Aviv sky at dusk
and on its belly
moving lights flashed:
For health and pleasure eat plenty of poultry
Eat as you should…
Contributor:
Meir Wieseltier
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Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1973
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You’ve grown
but not
grown up
You’re ripe
as earth is raw
where roots probe deep
Like all roots
you probe
in deep darkness
Translated by Marcia Falk.
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Malka Heifetz Tussman
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1974
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I have always backed off from the word.
In the Thirties Europe meant French. But was it only then? Not in earlier centuries? A bloody lesson learned that Europe was Balmazújváros as well as Notre…
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Ottó Orbán
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Manchester, United Kingdom
(Budapest, Hungary)
Date:
1978
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How is a song born?
Like a baby.
At first it hurts
But then, it comes out
And everyone is happy
And suddenly—
How wonderful!
It’s walking
All on its own.
How is a song born?
Like…
Contributor:
Yehonatan Geffen
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Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1978
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To the Conductor: A song of David.
The heavens declare the glory of God,
the firmament tells His handiwork.
Day on day utters speech,
night on night announces knowledge.
There is no speech and…
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Jacqueline Osherow
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Salt Lake City, United States of America
Date:
1999
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I am not lyric any more
I will not play the harp
for your pleasure
I will not make a joyful
noise to you, neither
will I lament
for I know you drink
lamentation, too,
like wine
so I dully…
Contributor:
Alicia Ostriker
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
2002