Monthly Archives: February 2017

Journey

You will leave this place some day, Your train will slowly disappear, Within you, like snow, All your troubles will melt away. Sitting cross-legged on a wooden seat, Greeting the passengers, Watching the fields that vanish behind you, You will … Continue reading

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Bread

On the tip of my tongue, the name of an old friend, Forgotten forms carried by clouds; With the vastness of sky filling my soul, The pleasure of lying on my back on the grass. In my hand, the warmth … Continue reading

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Sunset in Land’s End

Walk to the setting sun, As far as you can; The sky, the sea crimson… Walk through the hills, The valleys, the gorse and the primroses. Down to the shore, up the cliffs; Uphill, down dale. For a while, Rest … Continue reading

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Listening to Istanbul

Eyes closed, listening to Istanbul; First, a light breeze blows; On the trees, leaves Gently flutter; Far, far away, The ceaseless tinkling of watersellers’ bells; Eyes closed, listening to Istanbul. Eyes closed, listening to Istanbul; Birds fly by; Flocks, shrill … Continue reading

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A Train Journey

A wisp of light remained ‘til dusk, Just then, at the window a bat clung; Lined up, hate, fear, jealousy, boredom, Unsettled in the grave, the skeleton. The precipitous plunge of thought; Wheels turning: torture. Hair hanging from the lowering … Continue reading

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A Land

From the window I reach The horizon with my eyes. Whistling I scan The dream of stillness. My steps enwrap The foreign lands in my heart: In streets for a land I search, search. Fazıl Hüsnü Dağlarca (1914-2008).Bir Belde. (Translated … Continue reading

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