We Are Captives Of What We Love,

Palestinian People Are In Love With Life.

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!

Against Barbarity, Poetry Can Resist Only By Confirming Its Attachment To Human Fragility Like A Blade Of Grass Growing On A Wall While Armies March By.

One Day, I Will Be A Poet. Water Will Depend On My Visions.