I Support All People On

I Say Yes When I Mean No And The Wrinkle Grows.

There Is A Place To Stand Where You Can See So Many Lights You Forget You Are One Of Them.

I Still Have Everything You Gave Me It Is Dusty On The Edges. It Is Slightly Rotten. I Guard It Without Thinking. I Focus On It Once A Year When I Shake It Out In The Wind. I Do Not Ache. I Would Not Trade.

My Father Was Very Disappointed By War And Fighting. And He Thought Language Could Help Us Out Of Cycles Of Revenge And Animosity. And So, As A Journalist, He Always Found Himself Asking Lots Of Questions And Trying To Gather Information. He Was Always Very Clear To Underscore The Fact That Jewish People And Arab People Were Brother And Sister.

Poetry [is] More Necessary Than Ever As A Fire To Light Our Tongues.