Tag Archives: Edip Cansever

Tragedies – III (chorus)

All of a sudden, everywhere, you are lonely And if this is frightening If even the smallest things are Like, you ask someone the time Or cross the street Talk to someone Looking around, lowering your voice If everyday you … Continue reading

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Wouldn’t I Know

All these words, what they mean to her, wouldn’t I know The words and within them the fluttering distances I wander all alone, not a single soul around The waterside, the country roads, all deserted I hear my breath now … Continue reading

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Happen to be Here

I was – what? – the sound of water Hurting me like broken glass The savour of sardines on the cheek Who was that from summer or summer bound A stranger, a saint No, nor even a distant call. The … Continue reading

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