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Oh, Father of great mercy
In sunset’s flame there fades
My cradle land
That was once nearer to me than my salt-crusted shirt
Where with my brother Russian
I shared more than once
A measly bite of…
Contributor:
Yoysef Kerler
Places:
New York, United States of America
(Jerusalem, Israel)
Date:
1990
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We turn our thoughts to yesterday…to a world that lives only in our memory.
As we recall the days gone by, we know the past is irretrievable.
Yet—through the gift of memory, we recapture treasured…
Contributor:
Evelyn Mehlman
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1980