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Spitting poison and frothing at the mouth
He spits, snorts and splutters
And writes that I am a butcher
A yid and bolshevik
Jewboy, bacillus
A baboon and a Skamandrite
That I sell out the Fatherland…
Contributor:
Julian Tuwim
Places:
Warsaw, Second Polish Republic
(Warsaw, Poland)
Date:
1934
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Who cares if eternity won’t know me,
if no one ever watches my footsteps—
but now, right now, when hearts are burning,
I come with fists in my song.
Of course I’d like to sing myself away,
to cry…
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Izi Charik
Date:
1930
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I am Mani Leyb, whose name is sung—
In Brownsville, Yehupets, and farther, they know it:
Among cobblers, a splendid cobbler; among
Poetical circles, a splendid poet.
A boy straining over the…
Contributor:
Mani Leib
Places:
New York City, United States of America
Date:
1932
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[ . . . ] The oft-repeated reproach that Homer is a liar takes nothing from his effectiveness, he does not need to base his story on historical reality, his reality is powerful enough in itself; it…
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Erich Auerbach
Places:
Princeton, United States of America
(Istanbul, Turkey)
Date:
1942
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The German occupation with its huge system of ghettos, concentration camps, death camps, and more cannot be represented in a normal human tongue. No depictions, documents, and images can…
Contributor:
Shmerke Kaczerginski
Places:
Paris, France
Date:
1947
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The real start of the myth of the Jew with the Knife in English literature goes back to the tale, already hundreds of years old, which Chaucer puts into the mouth of his Prioress, a character faintly…
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Leslie A. Fiedler
Places:
Missoula, United States of America
Date:
1949
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The sunset grew bold: it insisted on staying
In the Red Sea at night, when the innocent pink
Young fawns delicately make their way
Downhill to the palace of water to drink.
They leave their silken…
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Abraham Sutzkever
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1949
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God’s grace has surely been overabundant.
Riches were mine. Hardly a day would pass
When human sympathy did not alight on me
Like manna from the sky.
I cupped my slender fingers to receive it
Ironic…
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Yuli Daniel
Date:
1969
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Everything will remember
That I was here.
The ships will be the color
Of my clothing,
The birds will use my voice for singing,
The fisherman on the rock
Will ponder my poem,
The river
Will follow my…
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Reyzl Zychlinsky
Date:
1962
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I had recently published my work Ḥeker davar, and for other reasons, I was compelled to seek out the city of my birth, Vilna, and…
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Abraham Uri Kovner
Places:
Odessa, Russian Empire
(Odesa, Ukraine)
Date:
1868