I don't decide to represent anything except myself. But that self is full of collective memory.
For the Arabs in Israel there is always a tension between nationality and identity.
One day, I will be a poet. Water will depend on my visions.
My homeland is not a suitcase, and I am no traveller
We suffer from an incurable malady: Hope.
If the Olive Trees knew the hands that planted them, Their Oil would become Tears.