by Ece Apaydin
1.
What it says? there will be no return for its old pearls that are swept
with the peanut shells. when the dictionary of the trees are opened human is closed
Human is a trifoliated poem book sometimes
the shame of the evening primrose
2.
Whereas the courage is fluent
and their weapons comes to a deadlock
passing by the sun everyday - is it for the reverence
of the linden trees !
In the horses and mountains
rainy days
the streets smell bad
bathetic traders who are showing round
a light bulb
that are flying by fluttering
through the industrial tubes
3.
I don’t know God
I learned lip-reading
for that never ending great silence
4.
A human sourced suffering is rooting within me.
ECE APAYDIN
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Translated from Turkish by Koray Feyiz
Last updated June 12, 2016