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Bread, bread. The abundance of it dazzles your eyes. In the windows, on the stalls, in hands, in baskets. I won’t be able to hold out if I can’t grab a bite or bread-stuff. “Grab? You don’t look…
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Leyb Goldin
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Warsaw, General Government
(Warsaw, Poland)
Date:
1941
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My Lord, how stands it with me now
Who, standing here before you
(who, fierce as you are, are also just).
Cannot bow down. You order this.
Why, therefore, I must break
If bend I will not, yet bend I…
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Eli Mandel
Date:
1973
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Hush little baby. Forty-six years now
the night has rocked itself in my empty cradle
Now a gray head is rocked to sleep with the same tune:
Standing at the cradle’s head
No angel with two white wings…
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Chaim Grade
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1936
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On the night of Simhat Torah 5575 [1814], the Seer closeted himself in his room on the second story of his home. The one window overlooking the wide Jewish street was open; it was very near to the…
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Urye Kahan
Places:
Odessa, Russian Empire
(Odesa, Ukraine)
Date:
1867
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On the day of my abundant joy
illness suddenly overcame me
Birth pangs and rupture
overwhelmed me
I gave birth and died, like a blossom
I turned away
And the fruit of my womb was
brought with me to…
Contributor:
Rebecca Henriquez da Costa
Places:
Cassipora, Dutch Colonial Empire
(Cassipora, Suriname)
Date:
1771
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When I was born, I was given the name Manuel, after my grandfather, Manuel Alvares Pinto, as was said earlier. For this reason and because I was my father’s eldest son, my grandfather always had me…
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Isaac de Pinto
Places:
Amsterdam, Republic of the Seven United Netherlands
(Amsterdam, Netherlands)
Date:
1671
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In a dream, in a night vision, while [I was] asleep upon [my] bed during my imprisonment, a voice called in my ears. The voice was the voice of Jacob, like the voice of my father, may his memory be…
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Abraham Yagel
Places:
Venice, Republic of Venice
(Venice, Italy)
Date:
1578
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We, the screamers, have been at it now for about ten years. We started on the night when the epileptic van der Lubbe set fire to the German Parliament; we said that if you don’t quench those flames at…
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Arthur Koestler
Places:
New York City, United States of America
Date:
1944
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For some days past, newsreels about the concentration camps have been showing in the movie theaters of Buenos Aires. The public can now easily observe the methods used by the Germans in the death…
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Alberto Gerchunoff
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1945
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One moment of silence, please. If you please. I
would like to say something. He walked
right past me. I could have touched the hem
of his mantle. I did not touch it. Who could have
known what I did…
Contributor:
Natan Zach
Places:
Haifa, Israel
Date:
1960