I will endeavour to unlearn all that I have been taught By a diseased culture: Un-truths and half-truths Like synapses digging grooves in...

You walked into my garden much later in life. I didn’t expect that. After we’ve lived way past all our illusions And made peace with the...

One day you will think, “I am a fuse in the centre of an armed camp.” One day you will feel like the panther in Rilke’s poem, Moving...