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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
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Frankfurt am Main, West Germany
(Stockholm, Sweden)
Date:
1947
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Inspired by the Warsaw ghetto uprising, this hymn became the anthem of the Vilna partisan fighters and many other Jewish efforts to resist the Nazis.
Contributor:
Hirsh Glik
Date:
1943
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(Written at the end of 1939 in Havana—with thoughts about Poland)
Our poor nest eternally atremble
in the wind.
What will happen now, in bloody storm,
mayn kind?
Now, in bloody storm . . . ?
The…
Contributor:
Aaron Zeitlin
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1939
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At the time for words, father, my adonai, leave it in my hands, the
shame that I don’t feel, and assign to me the job of justification,
what they call history.
The fact is that every land has its…
Contributor:
Luisa Futoransky
Places:
Rome, Italy
Date:
1972
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I went to see to my sister in Berlin.
She wants me to consider moving in.
Her husband’s passed away now, a schlemiel,
He left her too much money in his will.
Her residence is filled with precious…
Contributor:
Georg Kreisler
Places:
Munich, West Germany
(Munich, Germany)
Date:
1963
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On a forgone and alien diaspora night,
Far, far in the midst of childhood,
A heavy bottomless darkness closed upon me,
Surrounding me in fear and horror.
Somewhere in Yemen in the district of…
Contributor:
Ratson Halevi
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1964
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On the roads of Siberia
Someone may still uncover a button, a lace
Of my torn shoe,
A leather belt, a shard of a clay mug,
A page of the holy book.
On the rivers of Siberia
Someone may still…
Contributor:
H. Leivick
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1918
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Over and over, when the wayside dust had grayed us,
And we came and knocked at another’s door,
He threatened us with his fist and gainsaid us:
This is not your place! Move on!
Over and over.
Over…
Contributor:
Kurt Wolfskehl
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1934
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For H. Leyvik
New York.
A white poet stood on the hundred-and-fourth floor.
The sky and an iron city
Engaged in a conversation.
A thirsty “forever” marched on
In bewildered
Disorganization.
New York…
Contributor:
Kadya Molodovsky
Places:
New York City, United States of America
Date:
1937