Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love - and to put its trust in life.
by Djelloul Marbrook
I don’t know enough about anything
to be anybody but a stranger.
Isn’t that what a respectful visitor
would say to a worried host?
Of course, we kept our daughters out of sight,
but we found no fault with him—
say this of me, I’ll find no fault with you
when I am asked about your country.