I Love Women Whose Hidden

A Person Can Only Be Born In One Place. However, He May Die Several Times Elsewhere: In The Exiles And Prisons, And In A Homeland Transformed By The Occupation And Oppression Into A Nightmare.

We Suffer From An Incurable Malady: Hope.

... For Me It Is Essential, Essential For The Poet To Have A New Toast, New Songs.

To Be Under Occupation, To Be Under Siege, Is Not A Good Inspiration For Poetry.

Exile Is More Than A Geographical Concept. You Can Be An Exile In Your Homeland, In Your Own House, In A Room.