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Narrator [entering and about to speak when he hears voices behind the scrim. Walking over, he peers through an opening in it]:
How they weep, how they mourn,
The wind-borne dead!
N…
Contributor:
Y. L. Peretz
Places:
Warsaw, Russian Empire
(Warsaw, Poland)
Date:
1908
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It was Shabbat morning. I was still lying in bed. My mother was already up and awake, wearing her clean white headdress. The other bed opposite mine, where my mother would sleep, was already made…
Contributor:
I. M. Veisenberg
Places:
Warsaw, Second Polish Republic
(Warsaw, Poland)
Date:
1920
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On the day of Walter Rathenau’s funeral in 1922, all mail and telephone service in Germany was suspended between 2:00 and 2:10 pm
“If he won’t honor our invoice, I’ll simply give him a buzz. Put the…
Contributor:
Kurt Tucholsky
Places:
Berlin, Weimar Republic
(Berlin, Germany)
Date:
1922
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I was the one who began.
“Reb Arye-Leib,” I said to the old man. “Let’s talk about Benya Krik. Let’s talk about his lightning-quick beginning and his terrible end. Three shadows block the path of my…
Contributor:
Isaac Babel
Date:
1923
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A shady incident took place in Moscow a few days before Easter. At noon, in the center of town, they seized an old Jew, poor and wretched, who was carrying a burlap sack on his back and in it the…
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Elisheva Bikhovsky
Date:
1923
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Some sort of strange, humid day. . . . Some sort of day with a ragged sun and low, dark clouds, like threads of smoke, already happened once before in the past: in distant years long ago, when our…
Contributor:
Efraim Kaganovsky
Places:
Warsaw, Second Polish Republic
(Warsaw, Poland)
Date:
1923
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Do you remember Zhitomir, Vasily? Do you remember the River Teterev, Vasily, and that night in which the Sabbath, the young Sabbath, crept along the sunset crushing the stars with the heel of her red…
Contributor:
Isaac Babel
Date:
1924
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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