Loving you is like eating bread dipped in salt,
like waking feverish at night
and putting my mouth to the water faucet,
like opening a heavy labeled parcel
eagerly, happily, cautiously.
Loving you is like flying over the sea
for the first time, like feeling dusk settle
softly over Istanbul.
Loving you is like saying “I’m alive.”
translated by Randy Blasing & Mutlu Konuk
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beautiful and every line is expressed so powerfully of the deep love that words often fail to explain 🙂
I’m glad you liked this Hikmet poem.
The lyrical flow of the poem is wonderful! He was a great poet… 🙂
Yes, he was.
I am loving every poem you post my Hikmet but keep returning to this one in particular. Thank you very much for the introduction!
I’m glad you like them. He is a wonderfully humane poet.