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.
Ha-Shiloaḥ: Our Goal
[ . . . ] However, the new Ha-Shiloaḥ will also be different from its predecessor in many important respects. Without a doubt, Hebrew literature has evolved and accomplished much over the past fifteen…
The Voice of Blood
Most of the way by tram till outside the city. Endless streets and alleys. But now the last stops come. Here’s the remise, the resting place of these tram cars, where they look like animals in…
An Unimportant Incident
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…
Deteriorating (In Defense of Y. H. Brenner)
Brenner sinned. He went and published terrible heretical remarks, implying that the fundamental question is not the question of the Jewish religion, but the question of the place of productive work…
Months and Days
[ . . . ] And we get out of their way; we move in the opposite direction, toward where they’ve come from, toward Petroshi.And you see, they do not forbid it. And it may be that in Petroshi, where they…
The Kaddish
They buried her into the darkness itself. As Miko was leaving the cemetery an old Jew took him by the hand. The man called out to his wife from the door: “I’ve brought him home . . . I couldn’t…
Cobblers’ Street
The heder was in the basement. It was a dark, damp room with a low ceiling. There were two windows on the ground level. In the middle of the room, there was a long wooden table covered with books, two…
Editorial Statement of The Palestine News’ Literary Supplement
From the hour of distress (Psalms 118:5) as if [emerging] from the suffocating darkness of troublesome nightmares, we woke up; from the expanse, the lights of dawn welcomed us . . .
Lights from…
Jesús
He didn’t take it seriously the first few times his roommates suggested that he start peddling images of Jesus, of Yoshke, as he preferred to call him. He thought they were kidding. How could they be…
The Old Bunch
“It was my fault, Sammy. I aggravate you when you’re tired,” she said, sitting up and drawing his head to her. “I shouldn’t even have mentioned Ev. We ought to go to your family this year. It’s only…
1919
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…