To Whistle by Melih Cevdet Anday

To the fish, an ocean is necessary.
To make love, you must be unemployed.
And on the bed at night.
To not feel pain in your feet,
You must be rich.

But in order to whistle,
You need nothing at all.

translated by Sidney Wade & Efe Murad

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