Nothing, Nothing Justifies Terrorism.

I Am Not A Lover Of Israel, Of Course. I Have No Reason To Be. But I Don't Hate Jews.

My Homeland Is Not A Suitcase, And I Am No Traveller

Nothing, Nothing Justifies Terrorism.

I Don't Decide To Represent Anything Except Myself. But That Self Is Full Of Collective Memory.

The Poem Is Neither Here Nor There, And With A Girl's Breast It Can Illuminate The Nights. With The Glow Of An Apple It Fills Two Bodies With Light And With A Gardenia's Breath It Can Revive A Homeland!