“With what words could we appear before audiences and avoid dishonoring their anguish?”
The great poet safely traversed a minefield by counting in poetic meters.
A great Yiddish poet’s past and future.
“Lava its seeds. Atoms/ Fermented forth primevally.”
Young trees covered in snow, . . . charmingly disturbing,
The Nazi center for Jewish research and the paper brigade.
In a new translation.
Avraham Sutzkever, one of the greatest Yiddish poets of the 20th century, began his literary career in Vilna in the 1930s. After the arrival of. . .