I wanted to be calm, like a mound with all its cities destroyed, and tranquil, like a full cemetery.

Here (Jerusalem), tears do not weaken the eyes, they only polish and shine the hardness of faces like stone.

I've often said that all poetry is political. This is because real poems deal with a human response to reality and politics is part of reality, history in the making. Even if a poet writes about sitting in a glass house drinking tea, it reflects politics.

Every intelligent person, whether hes an artist or not - a mathematician, a doctor, a scientist - possesses a poetic way of seeing and describing the world.

I wanted to be calm, like a mound with all its cities destroyed, and tranquil, like a full cemetery.

It was not an adventure; it was my life.

Tonight I think again of many days that are sacrificed for one night of love. Of the waste and the fruit of the waste, of plenty and of fire. And how painlessly-time.