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Now, my dear friends, do you see what you’re doing? The Holy Days indulged in arrogant boasting, in envy and hatred and warfare. Hanukkah tried to fight them all and carry the day…
Contributor:
Zalman Sofer
Places:
Oldendorf, Holy Roman Empire
(Oldendorf, Germany)
Date:
1517
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When Jephthah set out for the road
He did so full of happiness and joy.
He had a daughter, a solitary cypress,
Her visage fairyborn; two…
Contributor:
Aaron ben Mashiaḥ
Places:
Isfahan, Ottoman Empire
(Isfahan, Iran)
Date:
1692
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To the Conductor: A song of David.
The heavens declare the glory of God,
the firmament tells His handiwork.
Day on day utters speech,
night on night announces knowledge.
There is no speech and…
Contributor:
Jacqueline Osherow
Places:
Salt Lake City, United States of America
Date:
1999
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I am not lyric any more
I will not play the harp
for your pleasure
I will not make a joyful
noise to you, neither
will I lament
for I know you drink
lamentation, too,
like wine
so I dully…
Contributor:
Alicia Ostriker
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
2002
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The girl’s eyes are the heavens of love, a robe of light and splendour in which she clothes herself. Even when they are hidden by clouds of tears, lovers, do not be afraid to come near. Do not fear…
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Immanuel Frances
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17th Century
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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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How is a song born?
Like a baby.
At first it hurts
But then, it comes out
And everyone is happy
And suddenly—
How wonderful!
It’s walking
All on its own.
How is a song born?
Like…
Contributor:
Yehonatan Geffen
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1978
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Holy books, said my friend, angry,
there’s no such thing. Books,
books: let them talk
to us about books.
It was a hot night.
At noon light rips
through the room, and everything’s clear:
over the…
Contributor:
Meir Wieseltier
Places:
Berkeley, United States of America
(Tel Aviv, Israel)
Date:
1986
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What if Miriam were remembered just as a person rescuing her brother Moses rather than as the heroine responsible for saving the man who would redeem the Jewish people from bondage?
Contributor:
Eleanor Wilner
Date:
1986
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Fish bones walked the waves off Hatteras.
And there were other signs
That Death wooed us, by water, wooed us
By land: among the pines
An uncurled cottonmouth that rolled on moss
Reared in the…
Contributor:
Louise Glück
Date:
1987