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A shady incident took place in Moscow a few days before Easter. At noon, in the center of town, they seized an old Jew, poor and wretched, who was carrying a burlap sack on his back and in it the…
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Elisheva Bikhovsky
Date:
1923
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On the eve of the Sabbath I am always tormented by the dense sorrow of memory. In the past on these evenings, my grandfather’s yellow beard caressed the volumes of Ibn Ezra. My old grandmother, in her…
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Isaac Babel
Date:
1924
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Do you remember Zhitomir, Vasily? Do you remember the River Teterev, Vasily, and that night in which the Sabbath, the young Sabbath, crept along the sunset crushing the stars with the heel of her red…
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Isaac Babel
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1924
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The city of N. is built in three rings. First ring: the marketplace at the very center. Second: surrounding the market, the great city proper with its many houses, streets, byways, back…
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Der Nister
Date:
1939
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For some the now is good enough—
and that is fine for them!
But what shall I do
when I always
see before me
phosphorescent questions flashing:
Where?
Where to?
I am ready tired
of hovering,
of…
Contributor:
Dovid Hofshteyn
Date:
ca. 1919
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The other day I met a Jew from Shklov on Arbat Street, directly opposite the entrance to the Vakhtangov Theater, and he told me about the moon he knew in Shklov, which urged him to Moscow. The Jew was…
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Shmuel Godiner
Date:
1928
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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…
Contributor:
Izi Charik
Date:
1930
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Dear Reader!
We are placing in your hands this first number of Sovetish heymland [Soviet Homeland]. In it you will feel the breath of our times. You will receive news of literary life and hear the…
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Aron Vergelis
Date:
1961
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The months of which I am about to write are probably amongst the most painful in my whole life; I interrupted my work on the book for a long time trying to summon up the courage to embark on this…
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Ilya Ehrenburg
Date:
1966
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Like every shtetl Medzibosz has a main street, and side streets and back streets. Nowadays the old hunched little huts have mostly vanished, and there are new houses in their place—not everywhere.
Thi…
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Shmuel Gordon
Date:
1966