untitled poem by Cemal Süreya

zdunno03's avatarLeonard Durso

Whereas a glass of water was enough to wet your hair,
A slice of bread, two olives to fill our stomachs
If I kissed you once, the second felt itself neglected,
If I kissed you twice, the third bent its neck in sadness. . .

translated by Murat Nemet-Nejat

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