The Song Remains – דאָס ליד איז געבליבן

Category: Alter Kacyzne (Alter-Sholem Katsizne)

  • The Little Town

    A little town full of life’s travail / escorts the procession to the grave; / and a world is roused by a mother’s lamentation: — My Feygele, where are you being taken?

  • No Home

    From leaf to leaflet, from little straws and clay / I made myself a pallet, built myself a home. / Now wicked breezes blow – the frosts are on their way, / now it’s wretchedness and woe — / driven from our nest.

  • Golden Shoes

    The sun shone brightly in a festive way: / today is the king of Chelm’s birthday. / He observes from the terrace on high / if the folk with the new gift are drawing nigh.

  • About Alter Kacyzne (Alter-Sholem Katsizne)

    Alter-Sholem Kacyzne (Katsizne) (1885-1941) was born in Vilnius (Vilno) to a working-class family. Yiddish was his mameloshen or mother-tongue, but he taught himself Hebrew, Russian, German, Polish, and French. At age 14, he went to work in his uncle’s photography studio in Dnipro (Ekatrinoslav). He became a professional photographer, and documented Jewish life in Poland,…