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They present me with the bill
For not having been satisfied,
And they always surprise me with the wealth of their lexicon.
They ask me for a receipt for my fate,
And they make me think,
That…
Contributor:
Nurit Zarchi
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
2001
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Out of being torn apart
comes art.
Out of being split in two
comes me and you. HA HA!
Out of being torn in three
comes a logical poetry. (She laughed but not at poetry.)
Out of the essential…
Contributor:
David Shapiro
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
2002
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You Will Be Wrapped in Silk
“And how do you merit to live so long?”
—Because I know there is need to consider.
At my birth someone said, “He will be wrapped
in silk.” And now the guests are…
Contributor:
Allen Grossman
Places:
Chelsea, United States of America
Date:
2003
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A moon full of shimmering honey,
Exuding joy.
What bird beats in my heart?
Fly away—away, but not alone.
What am I shy? What?
Thick empyrean wine.
I’ll take a wicker bottle,
To the cemetery alone…
Contributor:
Elena Shvarts
Places:
Leningrad, USSR (St. Petersburg, Russia)
Date:
1980
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convicted, with her husband,
of “conspiracy to commit
espionage”; killed in the
electric chair June 19, 1953
Contributor:
Adrienne Rich
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1981
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You’re so brave, you camp-followers of Cain—
after Baudelaire, yet! Shit-shoveling first father,
your visa was validated
when that cretinous cudgel whammed the wandering
flock’s shepherd, that day…
Contributor:
István Vas
Places:
Budapest, Hungary
Date:
1983
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Greetings 53 year old Tristess, you must have guessed
back then, before youth and old men in fancy cars
turned their backs on you,
how all this would vanish, only Mitterand and the Citroën remain;
yo…
Contributor:
Natan Zach
Places:
Haifa, Israel
Date:
1988
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He turned walking on water into a kind of art. Rarely
getting himself wet. He left the ancient harbor at different hours of the day. At times
before sunrise. Sometimes he’d return minutes later…
Contributor:
Natan Zach
Places:
Haifa, Israel
Date:
1988
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I wipe the dust off my books
with a small t-shirt, an old t-shirt
which was once my son’s. We have
more dust this summer than last,
and its composition is different…
Contributor:
Aryeh Sivan
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1989
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Immediately I grabbed the man, gripped him, pressed him to me with all my stomach muscles, the way a carpenter, after applying the metal vise to the cupboard that suddenly collapsed, twists and…
Contributor:
Hamutal Bar-Yosef
Places:
Beersheba, Israel
Date:
1990