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Lately, there’s no trace left
Of Yankl, son of Yitskhok,
But for a tiny round dot
That rolls crazily through the streets
With hooked-on, clumsy limbs.
The lord-above surrounded
The whole world with…
Contributor:
Jacob Glatstein
Places:
New York City, United States of America
Date:
1921
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How can it be told in simple, quiet words?
How can you gloss over the sharp outcry
So that people will listen to it and be silent,
With mute eyes, even without a sigh?
Without a sigh, since every…
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Alter-Sholem Kacyzne
Places:
Warsaw, Second Polish Republic
(Warsaw, Poland)
Date:
1925
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The year 5480 of the creation of the earth and heaven, in the first month, which is the month of Nisan, the wailing of the oppressed increased. For then the hooligans began to cut off and harry the…
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Shabbetai ha-Kohen Katz
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(Vilnius, Lithuania)
Date:
1651
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the poem is ugly & they make it uglier
wherein the power resides
that duncan did—or didn’t—understand
when listening that evening to the other poet read
he said “that was pure ugliness” & oh it was
i…
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Jerome Rothenberg
Places:
San Diego, United States of America
Date:
1989
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How shall I bless him and what will this child be blessed with? asked the angel. Life—so it emerges from the song lyric—was among the options of the angel’s blessing. But after all, angels don’t exist…
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Moshe Zuckermann
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
2001
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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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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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The door it opened slowly,
My father he came in,
I was nine years old.
And he stood so tall above me,
His blue eyes they were shining
And his voice was very cold.
He said, “I’ve had a vision
And…
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Leonard Cohen
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1968