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“Sonia! . . . Sonia! . . . Where the devil have you gone, child? Sonia!”
A Jewish woman calls her little girl in from the patio of her apartment.
It’s five in the afternoon, and as it’s midwinter…
Worn and torn by many fingers
It stands on the bedroom dresser,
Resting back against its single cardboard buttress,
(There were two)
The gilt clasp that bound it, loose and broken,
The beautiful…
After an absence of many years, I returned to Alsace in November 1856, in response to the invitation of an old friend. During this first and short visit, I was greatly moved in recovering all the…
Time grows short at the end of a century, like winter days when night falls too soon. In the dusk, angels and demons walk. Who knows who they are? Or which is which. But there they are, sneaking their…
Mrs. Levy made it her business to be our eyes and ears, the supplier of all information and news. Her job would be easy this time—she had the good fortune to live directly across the street from…