Person · Open Library
- Born
- 1862
- Died
- 1923
- Works
- 47
Top works
- Let's sing Yiddish
- dos Bukh fun liebe = The book of love
- Geṿehlṭe shrifṭn
- Yuda Haleyṿi
- Lieder des ghetto
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Music · MusicBrainz
- Type
- Person
- Gender
- Male
- Origin
- Israel
Discography
- Kompozitsia I2009
- Kompozitsia II2010
- Kompozitsia III2010
- Kompozitsia IV2010
- Kompozitsia V2010
- Tramontana2011
- Kompozitsia VI2011
- Kompozitsia VII2011
- Kompozitsia VIII2011
- Kompozitsia IX2012
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Listeners · Last.fm
- Listeners
- 12
- Total plays
- 17
Morris Rosenfeld (Moshe Jacob Alter) (December 28, 1862 in Stare Boksze in Russian Poland, government of Suwałki – June 22, 1923 in New York) was a Yiddish poet. His work sheds light on the living circumstances of emigrants from Eastern Europe in New York's tailoring workshops. He was educated at Boksha, Suwałki, and Warsaw. He worked as a tailor in New York and London and as a diamond cutter in Amsterdam, and settled in New York in 1886, after which he was connected with the editorial staffs of
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Quotes
- “It was in the damp, dark sweatshops of New York where I learned to sing of oppression, suffering and misery. During the day I worked and at night I wrote my poems.”
- “The machines in the shop roar so wildly that often I forget in the roar that I am; I am lost in the terrible tumult, my ego disappears, I am a machine. I work, and work, and work without end; I am busy, and busy, and busy at all time. For what? and for whom? I know not, I ask not! How should a machine ever come to think?”
- “The tick of the clock is the Boss in his anger!The face of the clock has the eyes of a foe;The clock—Oh, I shudder—dost hear how it drives me?It calls me “Machine!” and it cries to me “Sew!””
- “When the work will have killed him another will be sitting in his place and sewing.”
- “I have a little boy, a fine little fellow is he! When I see him, it appears to me the whole world is mine.Only rarely, rarely I see him, my pretty little son, when he is awake; I find him always asleep, I see him only at night.My work drives me out early and brings me home late; oh, my own flesh is a stranger to me! oh, strange to me the glances of my child!”
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Wikidata facts
- Instance of
- human
- Gender
- male
- Citizenship
- Congress Poland
- Place of birth
- Stare Boksze
- Place of death
- New York City
- Occupation
- poet
- Languages spoken
- Yiddish
- Image
- Morris Rosenfeld - LIEDER-BUKH. ERSHTER THEYL, 1897 (cropped).jpg
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- described by source
- Nordisk familjebok
- Commons category
- Morris Rosenfeld
- date of death
- 1923-06-22
- date of birth
- 1862-12-28
- ethnic group
- Americans
- writing language
- Yiddish
- birth name
- Mosze Jakub Alter
Sources (1)
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Works in European collections
2 objects attributed to Morris Rosenfeld, held across European museums, libraries & archives · via Europeana
Available in 11 languages
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