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The death of an artist is never a random event, but a last act of creation that seems to illuminate the whole of his life under a powerful ray of light. [ . . . ] Why are people surprised when poets…
Lasik’s downfall did not come because of his name. It was only because of that sigh. Perhaps it was not even the sigh, but rather the economic situation, or the hot weather, or perhaps even certain…
“Is it true, dear mother,What grandfather tells us?That a chalice stands in heavenBefore the throne of God?“And with each blow struck usAt the hands of cruel men,Does a tear fall in our chaliceFrom…
Jewish graveyard near Leningrad.
Crooked fence of rotten plywood.
Behind the fence lie side by side
lawyers, merchants, musicians, and revolutionaries.
For themselves they were singing.
For…
I have studied the science of leaving
in night’s unbraided sorrows.
Oxen ruminate—the waiting lingers to the final
hour of the city’s vigil—and I honor rituals
from that other night—the rooster…
for I. EhrenburgHorses weren’t made for water.They can swim but not too far.“Gloria” means the same as “glory”—You will easily remember this part.Braving the sea, a transatlantic vesselRaised its flag…