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. . . My mother sits on a low stool and her head is slumped forward on her breast and her eyes are red. Evening is nearly upon us; and the memorial candle is burning on the windowsill . . .
Papa has…
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Dvora Baron
Date:
1911
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The hand of the Lord came upon me. He took me out by the spirit of the Lord and set me down in the valley. It was full of bones. He led me all around them; there were very many of them spread over…
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A poem by King Hezekiah of Judah when he recovered from the illness he had suffered:
I had thought:
I must depart in the middle of my days;
I have been consigned to the gates of Sheol
For the rest…
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So appreciate your vigor in the days of your youth, before those days of sorrow come and those years arrive of which you will say, “I have no pleasure in them”; before sun and light and moon and…
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Persian–Hellenistic Period, 6th–3rd Century BCE
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Afterward, Job began to speak and cursed the day of his birth. Job spoke up and said:
Perish the day on which I was born,
And the night it was announced,
“A male has been conceived!”
May that day…
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Please, increase the intensity of your signals.
Here I
can’t hear, can’t know, if you’ve
stuck another iron flower in the lapel
of the antenna. You’re so delicate. Why
are you so soft, why are you…
Contributor:
Be’eri Hazak
Places:
Jerusalem, Israel
Date:
1974
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Greetings 53 year old Tristess, you must have guessed
back then, before youth and old men in fancy cars
turned their backs on you,
how all this would vanish, only Mitterand and the Citroën remain;
yo…
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Natan Zach
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Haifa, Israel
Date:
1988
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I wipe the dust off my books
with a small t-shirt, an old t-shirt
which was once my son’s. We have
more dust this summer than last,
and its composition is different…
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Aryeh Sivan
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Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1989
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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…
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Hamutal Bar-Yosef
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Beersheba, Israel
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1990
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Where shall I start? My thoughts are in turmoil. There is an overpowering desire burning in me to put in writing as speedily as possible all that has happened to us in these years of war, especially…
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Stanislaw Adler
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Warsaw, General Government (Warsaw, Poland)
Date:
1943