... For Me It Is

I Thought Poetry Could Change Everything, Could Change History And Could Humanize, And I Think That The Illusion Is Very Necessary To Push Poets To Be Involved And To Believe, But Now I Think That Poetry Changes Only The Poet.

Standing Here, Staying Here, Permanent Here, Eternal Here, And We Have One Goal, One, One: To Be.

Where Can I Free Myself Of The Homeland In My Body?

Nothing, Nothing Justifies Terrorism.

My Love, I Fear The Silence Of Your Hands.