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Jews, let us be cheerful!
It won’t be long, don’t fear—
The war will soon be over.
Their end is very near.
Cheerful, don’t you worry.
Don’t go around so sad.
Have both hope and patience—
Bear things…
Contributor:
Mordecai Gebirtig
Places:
Kraków, General Government (Kraków, Poland)
Date:
1940
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Inspired by the Warsaw ghetto uprising, this hymn became the anthem of the Vilna partisan fighters and many other Jewish efforts to resist the Nazis.
Contributor:
Hirsh Glik
Date:
1943
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From Hoza Street and Marszalkowska
carts were moving, Jewish carts:
furniture, tables and chairs,
suitcases, bundles
and chests, boxes and bedding,
suits and portraits,
pots, linen and wall…
Contributor:
Wladyslaw Szlengel
Places:
Warsaw, Poland
Date:
1943
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This urn will be made of fired clay
Of native soil, from Poland, my country
In it are lodged the ashes of my parents
My brothers, daughter, and wife.
The urn will be simple, like a jug
With a small…
Contributor:
Stanislaw Wygodzki
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Date:
1948
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And so its pain is unremitting, like an amputated leg
This ash and feathery void chafes at us,
They say two willows were seen in Mazowsze
wearing green prayer shawls also a market stall
in the middle…
Contributor:
Arnold Slucki
Places:
Warsaw, Poland
Date:
1950
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Still, still, let us be still.
Graves grow here.
Planted by the enemy,
they blossom to the sky.
All the roads lead to Ponar,
and none returns.
Somewhere father disappeared,
disappeared with all our…
Contributor:
Shmerke Kaczerginski
Date:
1942
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How and with what will you fill
Your cup on the day you’re free?
Will you in your joy still
Hear the scream of the past
Where the skulls of chained days
Clot in bottomless pits?
Searching…
Contributor:
Abraham Sutzkever
Date:
1943
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our lightless awful days are passing
splinters of memories prick our brains
daily our Creator beats us using both hands
we are his dry weeds husked to the core
for us fire is no fire for us it is…
Contributor:
Stefánia Mándy
Places:
Auschwitz-Birkenau, German-occupied Poland (Auschwitz concentration camp, Poland)
Date:
1944
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Over the wall, through holes, and past the guard,
Through the wires, ruins, and fences.
Plucky, hungry, and determined
I sneak through, dart like a cat.
At noon, at night, at dawn,
In snowstorm…
Contributor:
Henryka Łazowertówna
Places:
Warsaw, General Government (Warsaw, Poland)
Date:
1942
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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