Ideologies Separate Us. Dreams And

We Have Not The Time To Take Our Time.

I Still Forget, Sometimes, That I Am No Longer 12 Years Old.

I Just Can't Get Used To Life.

The Poet Cannot Invent New Words Every Time, Of Course. He Uses The Words Of The Tribe. But The Handling Of The Word, The Accent, A New Articulation, Renew Them.

Every Message Of Despair Is The Statement Of A Situation From Which Everybody Must Freely Try To Find A Way Out.