Untitled poem written in Theresienstadt ghettoAuthor Unknown * Today, I saw a thousand people with distraught expressionsToday, I saw a thousand people walking towards nothingnessIn the grey of the cold morning, wandered the ostracized crowdLeaving everything behind which they once called their life. They walked through the gateAnd left all the joy, happiness, prestige outside. Where will this lead, where will it end?They only know they…
The New Collosusby Emma Lazarus Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,With conquering limbs astride from land to land;Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall standA mighty woman with a torch, whose flameIs the imprisoned lightning, and her nameMother of Exiles. From her beacon-handGlows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes commandThe air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries sheWith…
In celebration of National Poetry Month, 16th Street will feature at least one poem every day (except Saturday) throughout the month of April. Some of these poems are well-known and beloved artistic testaments to Jewish experience. Others are more obscure literary treasures that were discovered in the partners’ collections. These poems have been living in draft books and journals, in the published pages of forgotten…