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This is what he must have looked like,
Christ in the autumn, like me with my
twenty-two summers: still beardless,
blond, and the girls couldn’t help it,
dreamed of him night after night!
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Contributor:
Miklós Radnóti
Places:
Szeged, Kingdom of Hungary
(Szeged, Hungary)
Date:
1930
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I saw your figure in my dream, gazelle, flashing like lightning. It gave light to my darkened eyes, and I saw that your face was a model of the heavens. The sun and moon are set in it, the stars and…
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David Onkinerah
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Salonika, Ottoman Empire
(Thessaloniki, Greece)
Date:
16th 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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Aged woolen women, like old siddurim—moldy, mossy
Bound in coarse canvas;
Pointless bellies dangling after them like empty sacks,
Dried-out breasts, like horseradish roots, swaying back and forth.…
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Peretz Markish
Places:
Warsaw, Second Polish Republic
(Warsaw, Poland)
Date:
1926
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O peerless beauty, veil your hair, lest you play havoc with the world, without lifting a finger! They are famous throughout the world, they ring in the ears of all who hear of them. The weakest…
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Judah Zarco
Places:
Constantinople, Ottoman Empire
(Istanbul, Turkey)
Date:
1560
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I have set this stone as a weight, not as a memorial, over my wife’s grave, lest (God forbid!) she rise from the dead and come back home.
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Immanuel Frances
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17th Century
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Morning flew by in the usual way,
Up and down streets, it raced,
Unwinding the spring of an ongoing watch
That the night would wind up again.
A coat was fastened over the chest
With a clasp and a…
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Elizaveta Polonskaya
Date:
1927
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Out of frayed sackcloth—breasts of filthy cataracts,
Like raw potatoes, branched with rooted blue veins.
What shall we trade? Salt? How much do you want?
There’s a dead child’s hat still here.
In…
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Peretz Markish
Places:
Kyiv, Russian SFSR
(Kyiv, Ukraine)
Date:
1920
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I am now writing, with God’s help, a new commentary on your breasts.
It is a precious, blessed composition, in my poverty I have gathered various commentaries,
From what came to hand. It is a…
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Admiel Kosman
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Ramat Gan, Israel
Date:
2000
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Words forsaken—fallen leaves,
Let the wind scatter you,
And let me forget you.
I will remain like a wintry tree
Behind closed eyes, still
And silent.
Both the night will cradle me, ay-lu,
And the…
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Kadya Molodovsky
Places:
Warsaw, Second Polish Republic
(Warsaw, Poland)
Date:
1927