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Behold her blood flows in my blood,
Behold her voice within me sings—
Raḥel the herder of Laban’s sheep,
Raḥel—mother’s mother.
And so the house is too constricting for me
And the city—alien,
For…
Contributor:
Rakhel (Rachel Bluwstein)
Places:
Kevutsat Degania, Mandate Palestine (Deganya Alef, Israel)
Date:
1927
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Dress me, good mother, in a glorious robe of many colours, and at dawn lead me to [my] toil.
My land is wrapped in light as in a prayer shawl. The houses stand forth like frontlets; and the roads…
Contributor:
Abraham Shlonsky
Places:
Haifa, Mandate Palestine (Haifa, Israel)
Date:
1927
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Yesterday, I dumped on my son the following story:
That my father was a cyclops and, of course, had one eye,
That my fifteen brothers wanted to devour me,
So, I barely got myself out of their…
Contributor:
Jacob Glatstein
Places:
New York City, United States of America
Date:
1929
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When the cool, colorful, gentile Sundays come,
both sit—Valenti, the watchman from my courtyard
and his pock-marked, redmouthed, piggish old lady
back-to-back on a wooden bench.
Both of them gaze…
Contributor:
Aaron Zeitlin
Places:
Warsaw, Second Polish Republic (Warsaw, Poland)
Date:
1929
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Dost thou sleep, my brother Abel,
That thou art so wonderfully fair?
Never have I seen thee
As beautiful before.
Does the beauty lie in my ax,
Or is it, perhaps, in thee?
Before the day is done,
Spe…
Contributor:
Itzik Manger
Places:
London, United Kingdom
Date:
1941
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The cartwheels rush,
quivering.
What is their burden?
Shoes, shivering.
The cart is like
a great hall:
the shoes crushed together
as though at a ball.
A wedding? A party?
Have I gone blind?
Who…
Contributor:
Abraham Sutzkever
Date:
1943
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Early in the morning the sun took a walk in the woods
with me and my father
my right hand in his left.
A knife flashed between the trees like lightning.
And I’m so scared of the fear in my eyes…
Contributor:
Amir Gilboa
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Date:
1953
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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
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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…
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Abba Kovner
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Date:
1967
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Every day when his mind was at ease,
Relieved of the need to tell us about the countries he’d seen,
He would raise his hands high above our heads,
Appealing on our behalf before the Almighty to let…
Contributor:
Moshe Sartel
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Date:
1967