Abraham Sutzkever Poems
- Frozen Jews Did you ever see in fields of snow Frozen Jews, ...
- A Trip Through Africa All the noises, all the sounds, ...
- A Wagon Of Shoes The wheels they drag and drag on, What do ...
- Grains Of Wheat Caves, gape open, Split open under my ...
- Smoke Of Jewish Children Only smoke, smoke, hovering ...
- Gather Me In Gather me in from all the ends of time, from ...
- Execution Digging a pit as one must, as they say. I seek in ...
Abraham Sutzkever (July 15, 1913 – January 20, 2010) was an acclaimed Yiddish poet. The New York Times wrote that Sutzkever was "the greatest poet of the Holocaust."
Abraham (Avrom) Sutzkever was born on July 15, 1913 in Smorgon, Russian Empire, now Smarhoń, Belarus. During World War I, his family fled eastwards from the German invasion and settled in ... more »
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Did you ever see in fields of snow
Frozen Jews, in row upon row?
Breathless they lie, marbled and blue.
Of death in their bodies, no hint and no clue.
Somewhere their spirit is frozen and saved
Like a golden fish in a frozen wave.
Not speaking. Not silent. Just thinking bright.
The sun too lies frozen in snow at night.
On a rosy lip, in the freeze, still glows
A smile — will not move, not budge since it froze.
Near his mother, a baby starving, at rest.
How strange: she cannot give him her breast.
The fist of a naked old man in ...