Life defined only as the opposite of death is not life.
I believe in the power of poetry, which gives me reasons to look ahead and identify a glint of light.
My love, I fear the silence of your hands.
I don't decide to represent anything except myself. But that self is full of collective memory.
I never wanted children; maybe I'm afraid of responsibility.
May poetry and God's name have mercy on us!
If the Olive Trees knew the hands that planted them, Their Oil would become Tears.
I want to find a language that transforms language itself into steel for the spirit--a language to use against these sparkling insects, these jets.
Palestinian people are in love with life.