I See Poetry As Spiritual Medicine.

I Don't Decide To Represent Anything Except Myself. But That Self Is Full Of Collective Memory.

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

Against Barbarity, Poetry Can Resist Only By Confirming Its Attachment To Human Fragility Like A Blade Of Grass Growing On A Wall While Armies March By.

I Am From There. I Am From Here. I Am Not There And I Am Not Here. I Have Two Names, Which Meet And Part, And I Have Two Languages. I Forget Which Of Them I Dream In.

We Are Captives Of What We Love, What We Desire, And What We Are.