Against Barbarity, Poetry Can Resist Only By

The Poem Is In My Hands, And Can Run Stories Through Her Hands.

Have I Had Two Roads, I Would Have Chosen Their Third.

I Am Patient And Am Waiting For A Profound Revolution In The Consciousness Of The Israelis. The Arabs Are Ready To Accept A Strong Israel With Nuclear Arms - All It Has To Do Is Open The Gates Of Its Fortress And Make Peace.

She Does Not Love You. Your Metaphors Thrill Her You Are Her Poet. But That's All There's To It.

The Importance Of Poetry Is Not Measured, Finally, By What The Poet Says But By How He Says It.