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Merv:Sara, can I have my shirt? I’ve got a lunch date with the rabbi of Dublin.
Sara:Mervyn, you came all the way to Queen Anne’s Gate. Please sit a minute.
Tess:Sit down, Merv. I’ll get your shirt. W…
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Wendy Wasserstein
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1993
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Three weeks before Sammy’s thirteenth birthday Papa came in too upset to eat.
“Tonight when I come out of schule the rabbi wants to talk to me. ‘Max, my heart is like lead to tell you this,’ he says,…
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Budd Schulberg
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1941
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Arnon Street is not the largest street in Tel Aviv. On the contrary, it is a small street, nearly an alleyway. There is very little traffic. A double-decker bus does not go through it, or any other…
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Leah Goldberg
Places:
Tel Aviv, Mandate Palestine (Tel Aviv, Israel)
Date:
1943
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Her Yoysef was hanging on the shaft of the well. His beard lay humbly on his breast. His fallen shoulders and feebly dangling hands expressed the most profound hopelessness. What can I do? A stone has…
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Rivke Rubin
Date:
1943
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Ronnie:Everything has broken up around you and you can’t see it.
Sarah [shouting]:What, what, what, you mad boy? Explain what you mean.
Ronnie:What has happened to all the comrades, Sarah? I even…
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Arnold Wesker
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London, United Kingdom
Date:
1956
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The Jews held cattle dealers in contempt. They considered them illiterate louts in no way different from peasants. My grandfather never let a cattle dealer into his house. Into the barn yes, but never…
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Henryk Grynberg
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Los Angeles, United States of America
Date:
1970
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Ay, a lifetime buzzed away . . . what is it, all in all? A dream, a short Friday in winter. . . .
Most people start to philosophize after a savory pot roast and a shot of liquor. Reb Nakhmen the…
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Yekhiel Shraybman
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1973
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This urn will be made of fired clay
Of native soil, from Poland, my country
In it are lodged the ashes of my parents
My brothers, daughter, and wife.
The urn will be simple, like a jug
With a small…
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Stanislaw Wygodzki
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1948
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Had I fastened
The cradle on a rafter,
And rocked it—and rocked it.
My little son, my Yankl.
But the house has vanished
Into a fiery dome,
How then can I rock
My little son, my own?
Had I…
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Shike Driz
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1953
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here in this carload
i am eve
with abel my son
if you see my other son
cain son of man
tell him that i
Translated by Stephen Mitchell.
Contributor:
Dan Pagis
Places:
Jerusalem, Israel
Date:
1970