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Where are the merchants who used to chase after me to purchase my favours? O malevolent Time! Nowadays, they abhor my company; when I call for them, there is no answer. How has my merchandise been…
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Immanuel Frances
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17th Century
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You’ve grown
but not
grown up
You’re ripe
as earth is raw
where roots probe deep
Like all roots
you probe
in deep darkness
Translated by Marcia Falk.
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Malka Heifetz Tussman
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1974
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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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While the translation is formatted as prose, the original is a poem of ten lines.
Contributor:
Mordechai Dato
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16th Century
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Jerusalem, Land of Israel
(Jerusalem, Israel)
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20th Century
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I believe I ought to go over the moment when I learned of his death once more.
A summer morning, the sky wide, June, last days of the school year. I rise late, faintly stunned, straight into the…
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A. B. Yehoshua
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Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1972
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Harry was the only person who knew that he and his father had quarrelled shortly before the accident that ended the old man’s life took place; this was something that Harry was to keep secret for the…
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Ronald Segal
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London, United Kingdom
Date:
1958
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Mr. Lumbik was the first guest to arrive, rather too early. He had a big bunch of flowers in tissue paper, and wore a tweed jacket with leather buttons, which gave him a jaunty air. “A happy birthday…
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Ruth Prawer Jhabvala
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New York City, United States of America
Date:
1960
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He was a great entertainer but going insane. The pathologic element could be missed only by those who were laughing too hard to look. Humboldt, that grand erratic handsome person with his wide blond…
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Saul Bellow
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Chicago, United States of America
Date:
1973
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You, my dear, will survive me and remember.
How could it be otherwise?
—From a letter
Old people? What can you write about old people?
They barely feel anything!
—From a conversation
Contributor:
Dina Kalinovskaya
Date:
1980