by Ece Apaydin
The residue of the dead soaps! The dance of the hooked insects
in the sink is good. the wire wools are making music
with an angelic dare talking among themselves
the daughters of the water
murderer memories that have committed a secret
that skunking is on me
looking for a serial grave when running into a trouble
and I know where I will arrive.
When it is sunset its possible to be a root tree from the paint tubes
magnificent views which the fake eyelashes are raked the sand
all fights within a room bread crumbs water loopholes
two picnics -type- versus human flood desire vests fight
chastity belts the berries that are full of beans as long as being kissed
that medley of coloring is on me
and I know where I will arrive.
ECE APAYDIN
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ABOUT THE POET ~
KORAY FEYİZ, A Turkish poet, born in Istanbul in 1961, Koray Feyiz studied Geodesy and Photogrammetry Engineering, and Urban Planning, at Karadeniz Technical University, and at Middle East Technical University. He completed his doctoral dissertation on Urban Psychology. Feyiz is currently engaged in research on Geographic Information Systems and Remote Sensing. His first published poem appeared in one of Turkey’s most prestigous literary magazines, Varlık, in 1987. His poems and prose essays have continued to appear in numerous Turkish literary magazines over the last two decades. He has also published seven collections of his poetry: Mezarlar Eskimedi (The Graveyard is Not Exhausted, İz, 1987), Bir Mektupta İki Yalnızlık (Two Solitudes in One Letter, Engin, 1988), Ben O Issız O Yorgun Şehir (I Am a Desolate, Exhausted City, Prospero, 1995), Uhrevi Zorba (The Metaphysical Autocrat, Urun, 1995), DüşleGelen (To You Who Arrived in a Dream, Suteni, 1995), Seni Bağışladım Çünkü Beni Çok Üzdün (Cause of My Grief, I Forgive You, Hera, 1999) and Su Yarası (Wounded by the Water, Artshop 2010), (Translated by Dr.Nesrin Eruysal)
Last updated June 12, 2016