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An infinite weariness comes into the faces of the old tenements,
As they stand massed together on the block,
Tall and thoughtful silent,
In the enveloping twilight.
Pensively,
They eye each other…
Contributor:
Alter Brody
Places:
New York City, United States of America
Date:
1918
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The Triangle firm was housed in a modern building, practically a skyscraper, situated on the edge of the enormous open square in the heart of the city. The factory took up several floors of the…
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Sholem Asch
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1946
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The back, the yoke, the yardage. Lapped seams,
The nearly invisible stitches along the collar
Turned in a sweatshop by Koreans or Malaysians
Gossiping over tea and noodles on their break
Or talking…
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Robert Pinsky
Places:
Cambridge, United States of America
Date:
1990
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Yesterday, I dumped on my son the following story:
That my father was a cyclops and, of course, had one eye,
That my fifteen brothers wanted to devour me,
So, I barely got myself out of their…
Contributor:
Jacob Glatstein
Places:
New York City, United States of America
Date:
1929
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In Brownsville tenements the kitchen is always the largest room and the center of the household. As a child I felt that we lived in a kitchen to which four other rooms were annexed. My mother, a “home…
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Alfred Kazin
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1951
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The people I love the best
jump into work head first
without dallying in the shallows
and swim off with sure strokes almost out of sight.
They seem to become natives of that element,
the black sleek…
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Marge Piercy
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1973
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I would be a traitor to these poor burned bodies if I came here to talk good fellowship. We have tried you good people of the public and we have found you wanting. The old Inquisition had its rack and…
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Rosa Schneiderman
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1911
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I have a son, a little son,
a youngster mighty fine!
and when I look at him I feel
that all the world is mine.
But seldom do I see him when
he’s wide awake and bright.
I always find him sound…
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Morris Rosenfeld
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1887
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I am Mani Leyb, whose name is sung—
In Brownsville, Yehupets, and farther, they know it:
Among cobblers, a splendid cobbler; among
Poetical circles, a splendid poet.
A boy straining over the…
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Mani Leib
Places:
New York City, United States of America
Date:
1932
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He didn’t take it seriously the first few times his roommates suggested that he start peddling images of Jesus, of Yoshke, as he preferred to call him. He thought they were kidding. How could they be…
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Pinkhes Berniker
Places:
Rochester, United States of America
Vilnius, Lithuania
Date:
1935