TE16 Turkish Delight

Ten Poems

slippery daytime became tomorrow. It began with the voices coming from our lukewarm blood In the sadness of dawn our faces began to turn to sill Following the most tired question

Staying in our minds with a clicking clock all the answers coming with the light began. And so into the heart of the city with a wicked smile Wrapping anger on the light of their pupils a lifetime began.

(tr. Canan Marasligil)

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