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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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Language Insomnia

At the beginning of the Jewish labor movement in the Pale of Settlement in Russia, Jewish youth began to return from Russian to Yiddish. This started with a free choice, as later on we chose Hebrew…

The Rinsed Fences . . .

The rinsed fences dry themselves in the wind. The kneaded black earth turns softer under my feet. Soaked soil, tousled and wanton wind, What more can I want from you today? It seems to me that I’ve…

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…

Cohen on the Telephone

I rang up to tell you that I’m your tenant Cohen. I say I’m your tenant, Cohen. I ain’t goin’, I’m stoppin’ here. I’m your tenant Coh—Not lieutenant Cohen. I vant to tell you thet last night the vind…

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. …