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My restlessness is of a wolf, and of a bear my rest,
Riot shouts in me, and boredom listens.
I am not what I want, I am not what I think,
I am the magician and I’m the magic-trick.
I am an ancient…
Contributor:
Moyshe-Leyb Halpern
Places:
New York City, United States of America
Date:
1919
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The street photographer Garry Winogrand said he was motivated by wanting “to see what the world looks like in photographs.” He didn’t regard his photos as identical with the reality of the scenes he…
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Garry Winogrand
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1969
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Leon Levinstein, widely admired for his street photography, held himself at a distance from the art world and never produced a book of his work. He kept his day job as a graphic designer and went out…
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Leon Levinstein
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1970
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After immigrating to the United States in 1937, Ellen Auerbach continued her work as a children’s photographer. As a guest of the artist Fairfield Porter, she visited Great Spruce Head Island in Maine…
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Ellen Auerbach
Places:
Deer Isle, United States of America
Date:
1940
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I am the creeper, the wild one
Climbing your garden hedge,
Reaching, a red one, a wild one,
Up to your window ledge;
To inhale your dress’ rustling
As on your floor I lay,
To pale in the light of…
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Mani Leib
Places:
New York City, United States of America (New York, United States of America)
Date:
1918
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To the Conductor: A song of David.
The heavens declare the glory of God,
the firmament tells His handiwork.
Day on day utters speech,
night on night announces knowledge.
There is no speech and…
Contributor:
Jacqueline Osherow
Places:
Salt Lake City, United States of America
Date:
1999
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I am not lyric any more
I will not play the harp
for your pleasure
I will not make a joyful
noise to you, neither
will I lament
for I know you drink
lamentation, too,
like wine
so I dully…
Contributor:
Alicia Ostriker
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
2002
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You’ve grown
but not
grown up
You’re ripe
as earth is raw
where roots probe deep
Like all roots
you probe
in deep darkness
Translated by Marcia Falk.
Contributor:
Malka Heifetz Tussman
Places:
Berkeley, United States of America
Date:
1974
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Fish bones walked the waves off Hatteras.
And there were other signs
That Death wooed us, by water, wooed us
By land: among the pines
An uncurled cottonmouth that rolled on moss
Reared in the…
Contributor:
Louise Glück
Places:
Hopewell, United States of America
Date:
1987
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Beginning in 1958, Orkin took photographs from the window of her fifteenth-floor apartment overlooking New York City’s Central Park. She wrote that she spent a lot of time waiting “for the clouds to…
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Ruth Orkin
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1976