And I said to myself: That's true, hope needs to be like barbed wire to keep out despair, hope must be a mine field.

The memory of my father is wrapped up in white paper, like sandwiches taken for a day of work. Just as a magician takes towers and rabbits out of his hat, he drew love from his small body.

I think the end is endless. It's either a big black hole or a big white light or both together. But it's totally meaningless, because even if someone would explain it, I wouldn't understand it.

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.

It was not an adventure; it was my life.

There are two languages: one as things seem to us and the other of knowledge.

Even if a poet writes about sitting in a glass house drinking tea, it reflects politics.