The complete poetic works of Samih al-Qasim 4/1

I have no paper, nor pen but I.. from the heat, and from the bitterness of pain my friends.. I did not sleep I said: what if I conversed with the poetry and visited me from the hole of the black prison cell do not underestimate.. he visited me and the hawk, in my activity he kisses the walls in my black cell and I said: oh the daring visitor!.. do you have news about our world?..?! for I, sir, for a while I have not read the newspapers here.. I did not hear the news about the world, about the family, about the loved ones but he without an answer! he flapped his black wings across my hole.. and flew! and I shouted: oh the stranger in the visitors wait! do you carry my messages to the friends?.. 4 volumes