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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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The Mother enters, carrying the dead Child in her arms; approaches the pile.
The Mother:Hello, dead children.
I brought my son here.
He’s dead. He’ll lie with you.
Dead Children:You…
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Hanoch Levin
Places:
Palo Alto, United States of America
(Tel Aviv, Israel)
Date:
1991
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Merv:Sara, can I have my shirt? I’ve got a lunch date with the rabbi of Dublin.
Sara:Mervyn, you came all the way to Queen Anne’s Gate. Please sit a minute.
Tess:Sit down, Merv. I’ll get your shirt. W…
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Wendy Wasserstein
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1993
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Few children know the stories of their parents. During my childhood, I knew only that mine were an impossible match—which did not prevent my mother from spending day and night at my father’s bedside…
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Susan Rubin Suleiman
Places:
Boston, United States of America
Date:
1996
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I remember the moment when it dawned on me that my father did not impress the world at large as a powerful figure. We were at a camera store on the Plaza—a faux-Andalusian shopping district that…
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Calvin Trillin
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1993
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The day he was gone her suitor arrived. I don’t know what else to call him. He advertised himself as my uncle, but he didn’t have our famous cheekbones and Tatar eyes. He couldn’t have belonged to…
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Jerome Charyn
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1997
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My mother and I are out walking. I ask if she remembers the women in that building in the Bronx. “Of course,” she replies. I tell her I’ve always thought sexual rage was what made them so crazy.…
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Vivian Gornick
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1987
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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?
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Eleanor Wilner
Date:
1986
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Aunt Feiga is making jam today. She has to hurry. The raspberry season will soon be over. So Aunt Feiga is all in a swivet; she has bought a huge bowl of raspberries and fifteen pounds of sugar and is…
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Zalman Shneour
Places:
Paris, French Third Republic
(Paris, France)
Date:
1929
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I have a friend, a teacher, with shaggy hair black as pitch.
He has a child (his wife is still a child too)
and when he comes home, difficult and gloomy,
she runs to meet him, like a quivering wave:…
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Chaim Grade
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1937