Tag: Poetry
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Hadassa Tal and Joanna Chen
December 2, 2022
grief gripping my temple like a loaded gun
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Maya Tevet Dayan and Jane Medved
June 26, 2022
In the middle of this, I also left behind / my mother, forty-six years old, / still menstruating, still falling in love, / her long hair gathered in a sloppy hair pin, / making family dinners
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Mindy Aber Barad, Helen Bar-Lev, Joanna Chen, Micha Danziger, Wendy Dickstein, Sari Ellen, Judith Fineberg, Larry Lefkowitz, Diti Ronen, Jacqueline Schaalje, Yael Unterman.
April 8, 2021
“Go, go to Auschwitz. / Maybe you’ll get a few poems out of it. “