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I am a stranger.
Since no one dares approach me
I would be girded with towers
That wear their steep and stone-gray caps
Aloft in clouds.
The brazen key you will not find
That locks the musty…
Contributor:
Gertrud Kolmar
Places:
Berlin, Weimar Republic (Berlin, Germany)
Date:
1932
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As a symbol of the past—all sadness and humility—my mother’s face swims up and rises before my eyes. Her eyes two black abysses, anguish peering from them; her lips moist and rosy, a smile always…
Contributor:
Dvora Baron
Places:
Russian Empire (Russia, Russia)
Date:
1910