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And I didn’t have time.
Now it is certain
I didn’t have time.
Half my life.
It is now allowed
To be silent.
My shadows grow
With the stride of the sun.
I am the man
Who didn’t have time.
Contributor:
Haim Gouri
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1958
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My sister sits happy
at her bridegroom’s table. She does not cry.
My sister will do no such thing:
what would people say!
My sister sits happy
at her bridegroom’s table. Her heart is awake.
The…
Contributor:
Abba Kovner
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1967
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Mr. Beringer, whose son
fell at the Canal that strangers dug
so ships could cross the desert,
crosses my path at Jaffa Gate.
He has grown very thin, has lost
the weight of his son.
That’s why he…
Contributor:
Yehuda Amichai
Places:
Jerusalem, Israel
Date:
1974
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In Jewish folklore the sight of a water carrier bearing one or two full pails is an omen of good fortune; empty pails foretell bad fortune.
The funeral’s early, the concert is late.
I go to both…
Contributor:
Abraham Sutzkever
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1975
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My palms are raised toward you,
To the little light
Which I still have in your eyes,
And you—sharpen your teeth
For the softness of my yellow flesh;
And were this flesh to be thrown upon the field
An…
Contributor:
Esther Raab
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Date:
1926
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The years have done their work. After a couple of years I appealed to the wife of Yuta’s son Uri to bring Iza to see her mother before leaving for the army. She is a fine girl from our village who…
Contributor:
Yitzhak Ben-Ner
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1976
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Many years later, in London, Father was once again revealed to me in that long-ago evening in Ramat Poriya, sitting on the fence with the Kinnereth lying like a carcass behind him, but this time the…
Contributor:
Haim Be’er
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1998
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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…
Contributor:
Hanoch Levin
Places:
Palo Alto, United States of America
(Tel Aviv, Israel)
Date:
1991
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The sages say, that at the time the Syrian-African Rift
occurred, the celestial inhabitants were not
up-to-date. Each man was engaged
at his trade. In grinding…
Contributor:
Avot Yeshurun
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Date:
1973
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At home I have a blue piano,
I, who cannot play a note.
It stands in the gloom of the cellar door,
now that the world has grown coarse.
The four hands of the stars play there
—the moonwife sang…
Contributor:
Else Lasker-Schüler
Places:
Jerusalem, Mandate Palestine
(Jerusalem, Israel)
Date:
1943