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Sample Sources

The sources below are those contained in our three curated collections—covering themes of Passover, Gender Roles, and Holocaust Resistance. They represent a fraction of the thousands of sources that will be available when the full site launches in 2024.
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Toil

Dress me, good mother, in a glorious robe of many colours, and at dawn lead me to [my] toil. My land is wrapped in light as in a prayer shawl. The houses stand forth like frontlets; and the roads…

X-Rays

Work, tradesmen, shops, the town is there with old maids polished down by emptiness on haberdashers’ threshold where the antique sun brushes off jewels dusty with being looked at. Dressed up for…

Moon

An old sight too has its moment of birth. A birdless sky Strange and set apart. Facing your widow on the moonlit night stands A city plunged in crickets’ tears. And when you see a road still…

Toward Peace in Palestine

The purpose of this article is to warn of the danger of war between Jews and Arabs, and to offer an alternative based upon a reasonable compromise. The uncompromising who believe that this collision…

The Month of Rescue

It is for us, for all of us together, To assist, to liberate, to rescue brothers, From capture, from hunger and slaughter— Rescue them from the vile Nazi oppressor. Every man and woman whose soul…

In Polish Lands

Trees cry for rain And mountains for air. So cry my eyes For you, dear Mother; So cry my eyes For you, dear Mother. I turn and I ask what will become of me. In Polish lands I am destined to die. …

The Pile

The next day Marcel Schwartz registered at the labor exchange. [ . . . ] Ten days later he heard clearly and explicitly: Marcel Schwartz! With trembling hands, he took his work notice, went home to…

Early in the Summer of 1970

I believe I ought to go over the moment when I learned of his death once more. A summer morning, the sky wide, June, last days of the school year. I rise late, faintly stunned, straight into the…

Sprinkler Hora

A gush of joy in the pipe, The pipes, the arteries of the Negev, This is the course of the song, From the faucet to the clod The water of the depths ascends. A pump means bread! Negev, Negev, what’s…