Death Fugue Black milk of daybreak we drink it at sundown we drink it at noon in the morning we drink it at night we drink it and drink it we dig a grave in the breezes there one lies unconfined A man lives in the house he plays with the serpents he writes he […]
My God, My God, may these things never end, the sand and the sea, the rustle of the waters, the flash in the heavens, the prayer of Man. by Hannah Senesh, executed by firing squad on this date in 1944. Regina Spektor’s rendition of the poem:
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The Stories of Bruno Schulz, translated by John Curran Davis The Legend of Bruno Schulz, NEW YORKER Behind Fairy Tale Drawings, Walls Talk of Unspeakable Cruelty, NY TIMES
I got this from grandfather before he died. First used by hidden Jews during the inquisition, it is shaped like a teapot, but contains many secret Judaica pieces. The Hidden Synagogue. – Imgur.