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For years I wallowed about in the world,Now I’m going home to wallow there.With a pair of shoes and the shirt on my back,And the stick in my hand that goes with me everywhere.I’ll not kiss your dust…
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Itzik Manger
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1958
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Every day when his mind was at ease,
Relieved of the need to tell us about the countries he’d seen,
He would raise his hands high above our heads,
Appealing on our behalf before the Almighty to let…
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Moshe Sartel
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1967
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“Reb Hersh,” I finally said, “as I sat here listening to you, I sometimes thought I was listening to myself. And since it’s harder to lie to yourself than to someone else, I will answer you as though…
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Chaim Grade
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1951
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Behold, I am aged and my eyes are dim and my hands heavy and shaky, and at a time when my strength, enabling me to remain standing upon my watch, is ebbing away—with the yoke of the…
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Pinchas Katzenellenbogen
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Boskovice, Holy Roman Empire (Boskovice, Czech Republic)
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1760
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Enough of girls! I’d rather live alone
Than touch those reptiles, though they may be fair.
I’m sick and tired of wasting on the air
My strength and every penny that I own.
For once they’re mine…
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Moses Rieti
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Florence, Republic of Florence (Florence, Italy)
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Early 16th Century
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O age! Here’s something new that I have filledWith old, like fine oil in a flask.A kind of verse to please men’s mouths and mindsI have invented for exploring love.I provide a model of the differenceB…
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Judah Sommo
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Mantua, Duchy of Mantua (Mantova, Italy)
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16th Century
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And veins web her temples,
and my father pins on the orchid,
and my card names her the best mother.
But Alzheimer’s or arteriosclerosis (the end is the same)
praises him ad nauseum,
but accuses my…
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Hugh Seidman
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New York, United States of America
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1992
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I’m no longer the man that once was. I am the one I precede,
An approximate continuation of the selfsame countenance.
I continue walking without him. At times I run in the night,
Trying to break my…
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Haim Gouri
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Jerusalem, Israel
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1994
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I sinned, so Time has weighed me down with chains;
therefore I can’t attend you in your joy.
But though my chariots—my feet—are slow,
Do not refuse the wish of your anointed (Psalms 132:10).
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Sa‘adia Longo
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Salonika, Ottoman Empire (Thessaloniki, Greece)
Date:
End of the 16th Century
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Only three exits are becoming to every woman, big or small. The first is when she exits from the womb, dirtied, as if from a deep swamp. The second is when she exits from her woman’s tent and enters…
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Immanuel Frances
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17th Century