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Immediately I grabbed the man, gripped him, pressed him to me with all my stomach muscles, the way a carpenter, after applying the metal vise to the cupboard that suddenly collapsed, twists and…
Contributor:
Hamutal Bar-Yosef
Places:
Beersheba, Israel
Date:
1990
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After you, the killed of the Ukraine;
After you, butchered
In a mound in Gorodishche,
The Dnieper town . . .
Kaddish
No! Heavenly tallow, don’t lick my gummy beards.
Out of my mouth’s brown streams…
Contributor:
Peretz Markish
Places:
Kyiv, Russian SFSR (Kyiv, Ukraine)
Date:
1921
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Day and night—
Shivering, we wait in bitter day
For moonlit night,
For the caressing moon.
Quivering, we wait in angry night—
For the sunlit day,
For the warming sun.
Day and night—
We must loom…
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Leyb Kvitko
Date:
1923
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We turn our thoughts to yesterday…to a world that lives only in our memory.
As we recall the days gone by, we know the past is irretrievable.
Yet—through the gift of memory, we recapture treasured…
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Evelyn Mehlman
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1980
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He was the last. Truly the last.
Such yellowness was bitter and blinding
Like the sun’s tear shattered on stone.
That was his true color.
And how easily he climbed, and how high.
Certainly, climbing…
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Pavel Friedman
Places:
Terezin, German-occupied Czechoslovakia (Terezin, Czech Republic)
Date:
1942
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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…
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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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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…
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Else Lasker-Schüler
Places:
Jerusalem, Mandate Palestine (Jerusalem, Israel)
Date:
1943
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To the sacred memory of dear Shmulik and his comrades who fell in the battle to liberate Yeḥi‘am
He rose from the bed shading his eyes with his hands as if it was light although it was still dark…
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Yehudit Hendel
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1950
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After I published my son’s literary estate in a book, I still had a few scraps of writing and documents of various kinds that I didn’t know how to put together with everything that seemed clear and…
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Moshe Shamir
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Date:
1953