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Her Yoysef was hanging on the shaft of the well. His beard lay humbly on his breast. His fallen shoulders and feebly dangling hands expressed the most profound hopelessness. What can I do? A stone has…
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Rivke Rubin
Date:
1943
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Once a week, even now, Mrs Goffman makes that chauffeur drive her slowly down from the mountain, back to St Lawrence Boulevard and Rachel Street [in Montreal]; she doesn’t want any old cronies who…
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Jack Ludwig
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Toronto, Canada
Date:
1973
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Women have always played a noticeable role in the Bund movement. Even at the dawn of the Jewish labor movement they were distinguished by their number and activity. The mass movement in Vilna began…
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Anna Rozental
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1937
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Vavilova’s face was dark and weather-beaten, and it was odd to see it blush.
“Why are you laughing?” she said finally. “It’s all so stupid.”
Kozyrev took the paper from the table, looked at it, and…
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Vasily Grossman
Date:
1934
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Young Man:
Tell us, Bar Kochba, the words to use
When we return to our homes
And tell of meeting you.
Bar Kochba:
For taking of the people’s land,
For stealing of the people’s wealth,…
Contributor:
Shmuel Halkin
Date:
1939
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Meanwhile the queen, wracked by internal anguish,
invites the king and Haman to her banquet
and in joyous hope awaits the sacred stream
of divine mercy form the holy fount-head;
her humble soul bowed…
Contributor:
João Pinto Delgado
Places:
Rouen, Kingdom of France
(Rouen, France)
Date:
17th Century
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The man was a ferment of intelligence and emotion. He could not grow accustomed to the conventional life of the common herd. He thought differently from all the others and disliked collective thinking…
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Shloyme Bikl
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1943
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Silence, and a starry night
Frost crackling, fine as sand.
Remember how I taught you
To hold a gun in your hand?
In fur jacket and beret,
Clutching a hand grenade,
A girl whose skin is velvet
Ambus…
Contributor:
Hirsh Glik
Date:
1942