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I have a son, a little son,
a youngster mighty fine!
and when I look at him I feel
that all the world is mine.
But seldom do I see him when
he’s wide awake and bright.
I always find him sound…
Contributor:
Morris Rosenfeld
Places:
New York City, United States of America (New York, United States of America)
Date:
1887
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Life is like a river;we are fish.The water’s wholesome and freshand we would swim forever,but for a black figureon the riverbank.There Satan stands,in his handsa fishing rod,and catches fish.With a…
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Y. L. Peretz
Places:
Warsaw, Russian Empire (Warsaw, Poland)
Date:
1888 and 1908
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My precious heart, my handsome soldier son,
I write this letter with my blood to you.
Since you’ve had to take the Kaiser’s shilling
our world has turned red of a fiery hue.
The big decisive battle…
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Zseni Várnai
Places:
Budapest, Austro-Hungarian Empire (Budapest, Hungary)
Date:
1912
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Between the River Prat and stream Hidekel
on a mountaintop there waves a palm.
And in the palm, among its fronds
lives a hummingbird of gold.
Golden bird! Fly and wheel
go out and find for me my…
Contributor:
Chaim Nahman Bialik
Places:
Odessa, Russian Empire (Odesa, Ukraine)
Date:
1906
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A book in my hand. The steam
Of the radiator on my brows.
There’s a light rain outside.
I’m sleepy. I almost drift off.
I’m sleepy. People speaking,
As through a canvas, monotone.
A young man…
Contributor:
Yosef Rolnik
Places:
New York City, United States of America (New York, United States of America)
Date:
1915
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The sum of suffering is greater
Than the sum of happiness.
That’s what a philosopher said
Long ago, years and years.
The waves of suffering wash away
Happiness’s tiny isle.
The bridge of suffering…
Contributor:
Yosef Rolnik
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New York City, United States of America (New York, United States of America)
Date:
1915
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Queen Esther said to herself What is there to fear? We move in our orbits like the stars.
But in the night looking at the black fields and river she could not help thinking of Vashti’s white cheeks…
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Charles Reznikoff
Places:
New York City, United States of America (New York, United States of America)
Date:
1917
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Note 18 about ArtArt today is the only thing constructed, an end in itself, about which no more need be said, such richness vitality meaning wisdom: to understand to see.To describe a flower—poetry…
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Tristan Tzara
Places:
Paris, France
Date:
1917
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On the roads of Siberia
Someone may still uncover a button, a lace
Of my torn shoe,
A leather belt, a shard of a clay mug,
A page of the holy book.
On the rivers of Siberia
Someone may still…
Contributor:
H. Leivick
Places:
New York City, United States of America (New York, United States of America)
Date:
1918
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To one who honors you, Lord, be just,
And may my sonorous work be blessed.
Dear lord, by your will be it wrought
That out of nothing comes a new Thought.
Let it be pure, proud, faithful…
Contributor:
Catulle Mendès
Places:
Paris, France
Date:
1900