Stop worshipping Time, as Time is God no more. Distant Earths rotate, but for you there is no East or West. To be Here, to be Now, to bark like a dog, to be sonorous like the sky. There you find yourself resembling nobody and name your self Fahredin Shehu. The last angel of love on earth, or trying to be one. Prof. Keijiro Suga Meiji University, TOKYO "Some poetry collections work on the emotions, some work on the intellect – HereNow works on all levels to beguil...

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