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But what does Padre Dávalos know about what I feel for Jacobo? I wasn’t going to go and listen to him speak against the Jews. He hates the Jews because Marcos paid no attention whatever to him. When…
Contributor:
Isaac Goldemberg
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1976
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Darkness fell on the Hill of Evil Counsel. The paper lanterns went out one by one. Only the searchlights continued to claw the gentle slope and the bushes that were gradually sinking into ever-deeper…
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Amos Oz
Places:
Huldah, Israel
Date:
1976
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And then I heard the singing. Chanting, prayer, live voices, not from the transistor. It wasn’t yet light, just the first flutterings of dawn. Shivering with cold, wrapped in our blankets, wet with…
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A. B. Yehoshua
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Jerusalem, Israel
Date:
1977
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You, my dear, will survive me and remember.
How could it be otherwise?
—From a letter
Old people? What can you write about old people?
They barely feel anything!
—From a conversation
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Dina Kalinovskaya
Places:
Odessa, USSR (Odesa, Ukraine)
Date:
1980
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How long did I wander in Caesarea,
That enchanting place where my heart had adored you.
—Racine, Bérénice, I, 4.
I was only a child of the peace, born into a strange postwar. How could I have…
Contributor:
Claude Gutman
Places:
Paris, France
Date:
1981
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“I must go to carols tomorrow night.”
Mother is serving the soup. Chicken soup again, with noodles, for the third day in a row. While from next door, a roast tickles the nostrils. A myriad globules…
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Serge Liberman
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Melbourne, Australia
Date:
1981
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The funeral of the lady put Buenos Aires into suspended animation. Past and future were linked by the deterioration of some buildings and the addition of a few new ones that never went beyond the…
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Mario Szichman
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1981
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Grandfather scurries from cupboard to cupboard in his black coat; he looks in every corner, checking for bread crumbs in my treasure drawer, under my crystals and shells. He rummages through…
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György Konrád
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1982
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When will he come? When? When?
Zelda Fradkina is sitting at the piano and playing a Bach fugue. There is no one at home other than the Osherova widow Golda, the cook and housecleaner. Father does not…
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Gregory Kanovich
Date:
1983
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Every night I kneel down by the window and look at a bright star that just might be my guardian angel. Then I recite “Our Father” to God and say a “Hail Mary” for the Virgin. I hope that…
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Rosa Nissán
Places:
Mexico City, Mexico
Date:
1992