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“Dearest Volodechka!” Mother shouted. “Happy birthday…! Happy new beginning…! Your father and I wish you a brilliant future…! Much success…! You’re a talented young man…! The economy’s improving…! We…
Contributor:
Gary Shteyngart
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
2002
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You wrote on the back page
of my last essay (“Political
Education in The Republic”)
“Good ideas, but style
too literary. Use of images
evades the…
Contributor:
Peter Sacks
Places:
New Haven, United States of America
Date:
1978
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Manhattan, a high narrow kingdom as hopeful as any that ever was, burst upon him full force, a great and imperfect steel-tressed palace of a hundred million chambers, many-tiered gardens, pools…
Contributor:
Mark Helprin
Places:
New York City, United States of America
Date:
1983
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Credo in a kind of
American jewish Hamlet-like
bagel, too round for action
yet leavened enough by contact
with the near-dead past—you call it
landscape, I call it history—to provide
a layered vantage…
Contributor:
Bob Perelman
Places:
Philadelphia, United States of America
Date:
1996
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I am not I
when called to account—
plaster over, dumbly benched
the corrosive ardency
of blinkered identification.
To affirm nothing, a veil
of asymptotic bent,
prattling over-
tunes in the striated…
Contributor:
Charles Bernstein
Places:
Philadelphia, United States of America
Date:
1997
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As you were contained in
Or embodied by
Louise Schlossman
When she was a sophomore
At Walnut Hills
High School
In Cincinnati, Ohio,
I salute you
And thank you
For the fact
That she received
My kisses…
Contributor:
Kenneth Koch
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
2001
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For Jews, the Cossacks are always coming.
Therefore I think the sun spot on my arm
is melanoma. Therefore I celebrate
New Year’s Eve by counting
my annual dead.
My mother, when she was dying…
Contributor:
Linda Pastan
Places:
Potomac, United States of America
Date:
2002
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Stanislaw often told me how much he liked my company, and sometimes he wondered about my Jewishness: “Look at yourself! You cannot be Jewish!” he would exclaim. And yet whenever he spoke to me about…
Contributor:
Nechama Tec
Places:
Connecticut, United States of America
Date:
1982
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She was still upset,
she wanted to tell me,
she kept remembering
his terrible hands:
how she came, a young girl
of seventeen, a freckled
fairskinned Jew from Kovno
to Hamburg with her uncle
and…
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Ruth Whitman
Places:
Cambridge, United States of America
Date:
1980
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On the holiest day we fast till sundown.
I watch the sun stand still
as the horizon edges towards it. Four hours to go.
The rabbi’s mouth opens and closes and opens.
I think: fish
and little steaming…
Contributor:
Chana Bloch
Places:
Berkeley, United States of America
Date:
1981