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It was fascinating to see her face again after so long. Although Joe had never forgotten the girl whom he had surprised that morning in Jerry Glovsky’s bedroom, he saw that, in his nocturnal…
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Michael Chabon
Places:
Berkeley, United States of America
Date:
2000
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When I was born, Robert G. Mehlman was at the peak of his glory. He was more than a major talent. But within five years there wasn’t much of that glory left, and my mother sometimes compared him to a…
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Arnon Grunberg
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New York, United States of America
Date:
2000
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It was agreed that Grandfather and I would go forth at midnight of 1 July. This would present us with fifteen hours. It was agreed, by everyone except for Grandfather and I, that we should travel to…
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Jonathan Safran Foer
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New York, United States of America
Date:
2002
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For some reason, Galina’s mother had been turning up in her thoughts more often since the war began. Galina didn’t think about her with defiance, the way she used to before her mother’s death and for…
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Lara Vapnyar
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New York, United States of America
Date:
2003
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At the close of Independence Day 1972
a biplane plane rose
in the Tel-Aviv sky at dusk
and on its belly
moving lights flashed:
For health and pleasure eat plenty of poultry
Eat as you should…
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Meir Wieseltier
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1973
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A poem that I, Sa‘adia Longo, wrote to an important and wealthy man from Nicopolis, who came here to Salonika to marry a woman. I was not able to participate in his celebration because I was…
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Sa‘adia Longo
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Salonika, Ottoman Empire (Thessaloniki, Greece)
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End of the 16th Century
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Where will you camp, O my ibex, for whom I yearn?
Where will you drip the droplets of your wine and your dew—O formidable one?
If you bring up your beauty to heaven on high,
You will dim…
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Isaac ‘Uziel
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Amsterdam, Dutch Republic (Amsterdam, Netherlands)
Date:
Early 17th Century
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The turning wheel runs round and round.
It opens and closes the exit of my gate.
Noisily it turns for ruin and destruction.
My head is split, my entrails spilled.
It chases and it catches…
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Solomon de Oliveyra
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Amsterdam, Dutch Republic (Amsterdam, Netherlands)
Date:
17th Century
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Enough, you fools and idiots, enough!
Why do you come to me with sage advice?
Are you still infants? Are you soiling still
Your diapers and sheets with excrement…
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Jacob Frances
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Mantua, Duchy of Mantua (Mantova, Italy)
Date:
17th Century
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The girl’s eyes are the heavens of love, a robe of light and splendour in which she clothes herself. Even when they are hidden by clouds of tears, lovers, do not be afraid to come near. Do not fear…
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Immanuel Frances
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17th Century