The Poem Is In My Hands, And

When I Passed The Age Of 50, I Learned How To Control My Emotions.

For The Arabs In Israel There Is Always A Tension Between Nationality And Identity.

I Learnt All The Words Worthy Of The Court Of Blood So That I Could Break The Rule I Learnt All The Words And Broke Them Up To Make A Single Word: Homeland.

We Suffer From An Incurable Malady: Hope.

I Love Women Whose Hidden Desires Make Horses Put An End To Their Lives At The Threshold