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The fable tells us
that the Jews bought for themselves
a private place in hell.
In the first circle,
seated on a wooden bench,
Karl Marx fans himself with his hand.
The prophet Jeremiah
fights off…
Contributor:
Isaac Goldemberg
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1973
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Everyone loved . . . it was a plague
of infatuation, of kisses;
But the people soon became quiet,
the mothers were already nursing.
The drum of youth was laid
in the corner, and the…
Contributor:
Jacob Steinberg
Places:
Bern, Switzerland (Switzerland)
Lucerne, Switzerland (Switzerland)
Date:
1909
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The Dark Ages are looming. Do you hear, feel it, person of feeling,
The whisper of the dust slowly creeping, the distant smell of Sulphur?—
And that anguish fading in the air, the heart and the…
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Shneur Zalman of Liady
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1913
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In his malodorous brain what slugs and mire,
Lanthorned in his oblique eyes, guttering burned!
His body lodged a rat where men nursed souls.
The world flashed grape-green eyes of a foiled cat
To him…
Contributor:
Isaac Rosenberg
Places:
Cape Town, South Africa
Date:
1916
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Day unto day bequeaths its fading sun,
and night after night laments for night.
Summer after summer is gathered in fall
and the world in its sorrow gives song.
Tomorrow we’ll die, the word in us…
Contributor:
Avraham Ben-Yitzhak
Places:
Vienna, Austro-Hungarian Empire (Vienna, Austria)
Date:
1917
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Oh white spirit—
My princess!
The spring rips,
Tears at your dress.
The air is full of spring’s fame
Crowned with florets
Carrying its perfume
Spring’s fresh scents.
Bringing your death,
My white…
Contributor:
Celia Dropkin
Places:
New York City, United States of America (New York, United States of America)
Date:
1917
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You, Jerusalem, I can never forget;
Rather, I remember you in my every joy,
With tears in my eyes, which never cease.
I am moved by grief and great sadness,
Not by mockery, nor happiness:
Solely to…
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Unknown
Places:
Ancona, Papal States (Ancona, Italy)
Date:
1556/7
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Day grows darker
And darker.
Mobs are advancing on the town,
Mobs clotted with blood,
Made remorseless by killing children,
Lustfully they advance,
To rip off heads,
Feeble, melancholy heads.
They…
Contributor:
Leyb Kvitko
Places:
Kyiv, Russian SFSR (Kyiv, Ukraine)
Date:
1919
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For some the now is good enough—
and that is fine for them!
But what shall I do
when I always
see before me
phosphorescent questions flashing:
Where?
Where to?
I am ready tired
of hovering,
of…
Contributor:
Dovid Hofshteyn
Date:
ca. 1919
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Out of frayed sackcloth—breasts of filthy cataracts,
Like raw potatoes, branched with rooted blue veins.
What shall we trade? Salt? How much do you want?
There’s a dead child’s hat still here.
In…
Contributor:
Peretz Markish
Places:
Kyiv, Russian SFSR (Kyiv, Ukraine)
Date:
1920