The Poem Is In My Hands, And

Have I Had Two Roads, I Would Have Chosen Their Third.

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

I've Built My Homeland, I've Even Founded My State - In My Language.

The Stars Had Only One Task: They Taught Me How To Read. They Taught Me I Had A Language In Heaven And Another Language On Earth.

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