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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…
Contributor:
Kurt Wolfskehl
Places:
Kingdom of Italy (Italy)
Date:
1934
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Black milk of daybreak we drink it at evening
we drink it at midday and morning we drink it at night
we drink and we drink
we shovel a grave in the air there you won’t lie too cramped
A man lives in…
Contributor:
Paul Celan
Places:
Paris, France
Date:
1952
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When we were the persecuted
I was one of you
How can I remain one
when you become the persecutors?
Your longing was
to become like other nations
who murdered you
Now you have become like them
You…
Contributor:
Erich Fried
Places:
London, United Kingdom
Date:
1974
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During the weeks that Eleazar spent in pious contemplation in old Asia, the people of Barcelona took pains to persecute the Jews. It was they, once again, who made it hard for Spanish merchants to…
Contributor:
Else Lasker-Schüler
Places:
Berlin, Weimar Republic (Berlin, Germany)
Date:
1921
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You hold me now completely in your hands
My heart beats like a frightened little bird’s
Against your palm. Take heed! You do not think
A person lives within the page you thumb.
To you this book is…
Contributor:
Gertrud Kolmar
Places:
Berlin, Weimar Republic (Berlin, Germany)
Date:
1932
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At home I have a blue piano,
I, who cannot play a note.
It stands in the gloom of the cellar door,
now that the world has grown coarse.
The four hands of the stars play there
—the moonwife sang…
Contributor:
Else Lasker-Schüler
Places:
Jerusalem, Mandate Palestine (Jerusalem, Israel)
Date:
1943
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But who emptied your shoes of sandWhen you had to get up, to die?The sand which Israel gathered,Its nomad sand?Burning Sinai sand,Mingled with throats of nightingales,Mingled with wings of butterflies…
Contributor:
Nelly Sachs
Places:
Stockholm, Sweden
Date:
1947
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Farewell, you cheerful folk of France,
My brethren’s merry throng,
A foolish nostalgia drives me hence,
I’ll be back, though, before long.
Imagine—I yearn beyond belief
For the smell of heather and…
Contributor:
Heinrich Heine
Places:
Paris, France
Date:
1835
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Chabibi
my vaybl
be on your guard
when you meet
a goy
he likes you nisht
be on your guard
when you meet
a goy
he likes you
be on your guard
when you meet
a yid
he smells you
chassids…
Contributor:
Esther Dischereit
Places:
Berlin, Germany
Date:
1996
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The night draws in around my eyes
Its ring of haze.
My pulse has sent my blood into a blaze
Though all about me a gray coldness lies.
O God, that I by living day
Should dream I’m dead,
Drink it in…
Contributor:
Else Lasker-Schüler
Places:
Berlin, Weimar Republic (Berlin, Germany)
Date:
1920