Category: Miryem (Miriam) Ulinover

  • The Song of the Chimney Sweeper

    Oo-hoo-hoo wind in the chimney / I hear a sadness time / I hear a black, dark dead long note / The chimney sweeper’s own love song

  • The Testament

    Good night to you my little village / and a good forever… / Does a leaf rustle on the tree? / Or does sorrow sing everywhere?

  • The Challahs

    “Whoever is too lazy to braid challahs / will have to weave her old grey braid” – / Bobe told me in the kitchen / and I grab my head

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    When from my little village I was parted / My grandfather took me to the lake / the spring sun warmed the blue sky / He handed me a note when we said goodbye

  • About Miryem (Miriam) Ulinover

    Miryem (Miriam) Ulinover nee Hirshbein (1890-1944) was born in Łódź, educated traditionally and finished Folkshul. She was one of a very few Orthodox Jewish women poets in her time. As she was orphaned young, she was raised by her beloved Grandmother. Ulinover was a very popular poet in Łódź, who wrote about everyday things. She…

  • At the Door

    When the day is hot / thirst becomes oppressive / I’ve been sent out for drinks / or to the local bar

  • The Ring

    “Never ever take this off / not in joy or sadness / unless you are washing / to eat a piece of bread.”