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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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Gray as a dove, toward evening, my grandfather came from the pasture;
He made up his bed and said a prayer of confession,
Then inwardly bade his farewell to the world
And closed his eyes, utterly…
Contributor:
Moyshe Kulbak
Date:
1929
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“May an unforeseen disaster
Overtake your worthy master,
The wagoner, Reb Benjamin,
And strike at you along with him.”
The horse was saying
to the whip and neighing,
“Did you ever
Hear of such a…
Contributor:
Eliezer Shteynbarg
Places:
Czernowitz, Kingdom of Romania
(Chernivtsi, Ukraine)
Date:
1932
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Shlomo reclines within his shrine
Woe to my days, woe to my nights
Everyone knows how he is
Nobody knows about me
Woe to my days, woe to my nights
As if it means something to anybody.
If I have a…
Contributor:
Nathan Alterman
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1963
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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…
Contributor:
Robert Pinsky
Places:
Cambridge, United States of America
Date:
1990
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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…
Contributor:
Mani Leib
Places:
New York City, United States of America
Date:
1932
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Jewish graveyard near Leningrad.
Crooked fence of rotten plywood.
Behind the fence lie side by side
lawyers, merchants, musicians, and revolutionaries.
For themselves they were singing.
For…
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Joseph Brodsky
Date:
1958
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Dress me, good mother, in a glorious robe of many colours, and at dawn lead me to [my] toil.
My land is wrapped in light as in a prayer shawl. The houses stand forth like frontlets; and the roads…
Contributor:
Abraham Shlonsky
Places:
Haifa, Mandate Palestine
(Haifa, Israel)
Date:
1927
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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…
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Jacob Glatstein
Places:
New York City, United States of America
Date:
1929
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You who live secure
In your warm houses
Who return at evening to find
Hot food and friendly faces:
Consider whether this is a man,
Who labours in the mud
Who knows no peace
Who fights for a crust…
Contributor:
Primo Levi
Places:
Turin, Italy
Date:
1946