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Michael Iofin
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1984
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Sylvia Plachy
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Dachau, West Germany (Dachau, Germany)
Date:
1985
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My beloved son and daughter!
I am writing these lines, my dear children, in the vale of tears of…
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Elhanan Elkes
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1943
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On the nights before Passover, Rosh Hashanah, and Yom Kippur, my mother would send me to the butcher with some birds to be slaughtered according to ritual so the meat would be kosher—that is, clean…
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Lázaro Liacho
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Buenos Aires, Argentina
Date:
1943
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Taking a leaf from the role of learning amongst many Modern/Centrist Zionist Orthodox Jews, adult Jewish study should become a permanent feature of the Jewish home everywhere, whereby adults are…
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Alvin I. Schiff
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1999
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1. “If a pale woman desires you, do not desire her! Do not waste on her the legacy from your father and your grandfather! She is like a white spot that, settling in the eye, blinds it.”
This…
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Louis Brunot, Elie Malka
Places:
Rabat, Morocco
Date:
1940
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Still, still, let us be still.
Graves grow here.
Planted by the enemy,
they blossom to the sky.
All the roads lead to Ponar,
and none returns.
Somewhere father disappeared,
disappeared with all our…
Contributor:
Shmerke Kaczerginski
Date:
1942
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Now in the suburbs and the falling light
I followed him, and now down sandy road
Whiter than bone-dust, through the sweet
Curdle of fields, where the plums
Dropped with their load of ripeness, one by…
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Stanley Kunitz
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1942
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our lightless awful days are passing
splinters of memories prick our brains
daily our Creator beats us using both hands
we are his dry weeds husked to the core
for us fire is no fire for us it is…
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Stefánia Mándy
Places:
Auschwitz-Birkenau, German-occupied Poland (Auschwitz concentration camp, Poland)
Date:
1944
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Dear Brother:
It is an enchanting evening. The wind has been blowing steadily the whole day. It suddenly dropped at nightfall. All is still. There is no stir in the air. The world seems fast asleep. I…
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Sasson Shalom Dallal
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1949