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Why is my back loaded with fine flour, while in my mouth there is no bread at all, but only straw? I drink well-water, though I carry wine. And the stick goes on fracturing my skull!
I live in rubble…
Contributor:
Samuel Archevolti
Places:
Padua, Venice (Padua, Italy)
Date:
End of the 16th Century
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Ah, you are fair, my darling,
Ah, you are fair.
Your eyes are like doves
Behind your veil.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
Streaming down Mount Gilead.
Your teeth are like a flock of ewes
Climbi…
Places:
Land of Israel (Israel)
Date:
Hellenistic Period, 4th–2nd Century BCE
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(Short Poems in Prose)
Contributor:
Yosef Kirman
Places:
Warsaw, General Government (Warsaw, Poland)
Date:
1942