To dream of the sea
Even when looking at the sea
This is what he has long been doing
And imagining he is in a city
With trams along its streets
On yellow cut-stone edifices
Darkening iron balconies
The sound of pigeons
Pigeon droppings on the windows
But these are dreams
Neither opposite him nor
Anywhere
translated by Suat Karantay
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Thank you for the reblog. I hope more people become interested in Turkish poetry.
You are welcome! I don’t mind where the poetry is from, as long as I can read and relate to it. Thanks for sharing a translation. 🙂
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