Hero Image

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.
Tooltip info icon

Jerusalem

See the Mount of Olives and the Greek monastery. Minarets and cupolas abound, Squares of yellow houses like honeycomb. The valley of Josephat, white, dry fields— There in the dell, where it is…

Shtetl

A visitor came to the shtetl, A stranger, with unrest in his step . . . No-one recognized his unrest. No-one asked him: “Stranger, are you weary?” Across the blue sky the evening drew its curtain…

In Central Park

Who is to blame that I don’t see your tree, Garden in snow, my garden in snow. Who is to blame that I don’t see your tree— When a woman goes out for a stroll in your snow, Her bosom rising and…

The Voice

Over and over, yes, over and over, I shook the pinions of my anger, Again and again you broke faith with me, And I stormed at your crop of iniquity. But over and over, and over and over, Your songs…

A Stubborn Back—and Nothing More

Come, let us hide ourselves in caves, in stony crevices, in graves where stretched full length on the hard ground we lie, backs up and faces down. We shall not record, we shall not say why we’ve…

Three Donkeys

Three donkeys from Beersheba, so they say, Plodded slowly down the road to Dan one day. One brown, one black, one white, they went their way. The three passed by a minaret, and there The black one…

Shards

Now, when my vision turns in on itself, My shocked eyes open, all their members see My heart has fallen like a mirror on A stone and shatters, ringing, into splinters. Certainly, not every shard is…

You’ll Return with God’s Help

You will come back. You will, with God’s help, come back With a far-off, alien look. (I’m preparing myself, I already know, I’ve seen how they come back.) You will sit in your regular chair, unsure A…

Yonatan

I run on the bridge and the children follow Yonatan Yonatan they call a little blood just a little blood to finish up the honey I’d let them pierce me with tacks but the children want and they are…