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Trees and paths Leaves and needles I collect burrs like badges on two wheels Three million neighbours and no one knows I’m here except the squirrel ignoring me in the twilight   Night falls I climb up hills which hid the ravine Gentle drops and warm wind, slough off the day’s cares as I race the downpour to my door

Last comment by Carole on Oct 18, 2016.


What would I give up so the world didn’t cry? All mistakes to prevent regret? Then we’d have to always know the right choice. Would I sacrifice curiousity for omniscience, The fun of learning for all wisdom? The chance of rejection for guaranteed love? Would an effortless love be worth anything? Freedom and individuality for automatons who can’t do evil? The need for heroes, by... more

Last comment by Carole on Apr 19, 2016.


I don’t want our kids to meet at encounter groups, to learn to empathise with the “other” I don’t want them to hear of the Holocaust, to learn how our homelands became our graves I don’t want them to talk about the Nakba, the right of return, and how long it takes I don’t want to fear that in my nascent country, we risk annihilation again I don’t want to... more

Last comment by Carole on Nov 11, 2015.


Let “never again” become so obvious we never have to say it again.   Carole St. LaurentRemembrance Day, 2015  

Last comment by Carole on Nov 11, 2015.


Should I throw love over the wall instead of stones? Chocolate kisses Valentine hearts Gifts on the strings of balloons?   Will you take the chocolates for stones Respond with tear gas Burn my eyes and nose?   I want to tear down this wall Look into your eyes And know you as friend, not enemy

Last comment by Carole on Jul 06, 2015.


I want to dance at the wall in beautiful protestCast a vision of the future in its shadow today We could hear the same music, dance to the same beatBut I couldn’t see you, our hands couldn’t meet We could set up a webcam, make a window in the wallI’d rather you open it, I want to walk tallthrough the gate that encloses me now like a prisonLet this vision of the future shine... more

Last comment by Carole on Jul 06, 2015.


I live in a cage with very prevalent wallsthat block me in and hide the sun I rail at them, throw rocks and stonesMust you respond with bombs?  You hold the power of whether I can wash, or workWhether I can skype with my aunt, or visit the day of her birth You say yes to my brother, and no to meMust you put my parents in such misery? I rail at the wall with rocks and stonesYou hold the power... more

Last comment by Carole on Jul 06, 2015.


Today is Yom HaShoah, the annual day of remembrance for the victims of the Holocaust. This morning in Israel, two minutes of silence were observed throughout the country. Via video, I saw the streets and boardwalks that I traversed four months ago become strangely still. Listening to the sound of the siren, I imagined its wail, and our prayers, rising like the souls of the six million victims to... more

Last comment by Carole on Apr 16, 2015.


In 1994, I watched the events of the Tutsi genocide in Rwanda unfold from my living room in Toronto, Canada. I felt distant from the crisis, insulated, safe, and powerless. At the same time, I was in anguish that people could kill other people, especially those whom they previously called friend. Within one hundred days, 800,000 lives were lost. It seems to me that they were a preventable loss... more

Last comment by Carole on Jul 04, 2015.


My grandfather’s village is just down the road It’s blessed with the richest of olive groves On Fridays when grandfather takes me on his knee I feel the shade of a tree that I’ve never seen   I’m fighting for freedom, peace and security I’ll never forget what they’ve stolen from me Wrongs like these must be avenged   I will not rest until they taste just revenge   We’re fighting for freedom in a... more

Last comment by Carole on Dec 16, 2014.