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Yom HaZikaron

Yom HaZikaron I remember. The oppressive heat of the day, the relief as the sun went down, a warm balmy night, the gentlest of breezes and a clear star filled sky. I remember. The palm trees, ice cold beers and … Continue reading

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Yom HaZikaron: Memorial Day

Tel Saki war memorial, Golan Heights Among the Photographs By Elisha Porat On Memorial Day I wander among the photographs: the taut black ribbons entwined with flowers, candles flickering under the images. From within the white strips of writing, I … Continue reading

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Yom Hazikaron: Memorial Day

The Young Dead Soldiers Do Not Speak by Archibald MacLeish The young dead soldiers do not speak. Nevertheless, they are heard in the still houses: who has not heard them? They have a silence that speaks for them at night … Continue reading

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