You sit in a distant corner at the airport restaurant and wonder about the purpose of the journey: Am I going or coming back? No one is waiting for me when I go and there is no reason for me to return
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They dance so as not to die. They leave yesterday behind them; a handful of ashes from a temporary fire. They do not think of tomorrow, lest expectation disturb the purity of improvisation. Today, today is all of time.
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You do not know which Gaza you are in, and you say:
I came, but did not arrive.
I came, but did not return!
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You wonder: What kind of a linguistic or legal wunderkind could formulate a peace treaty and good neighborliness between a palace and a shack, between a guard and a prisoner?
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Are you I? Am I you? Teach me poetry, so I can elegize you now, now, now. Just as you elegize me!
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. The jellyfish continued to sting you, but you never stopped loving the sea, not realizing that it was the source of the primordial rhythm
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You read without understanding what you read, so you read more and more, relishing the ability of words to diverge from the ordinary. Words are waves.
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The feather is not the bird, the tree is not the forest, and the threshold is not the house
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No tribe has triumphed without a poet and no poet has triumphed unless defeated in love.
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At that moment, the future became your approaching past!