Palestinian People Are In Love With Life.

The Poem Is Neither Here Nor There, And With A Girl's Breast It Can Illuminate The Nights. With The Glow Of An Apple It Fills Two Bodies With Light And With A Gardenia's Breath It Can Revive A Homeland!

My Homeland Is Not A Suitcase, And I Am No Traveller

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

Where Can I Free Myself Of The Homeland In My Body?