this flower enchants
yet it too will fade
to crumble to dust
although gone
from this world
not from my mind
my heart
there remaining as beautiful
as before
Author: zdunno03
those red heels
there were those red heels
three inches high
and the dress
to match
floating discreetly
above your knees
an image
I take with me
wherever it is
I go
character: fate
there are some things
in life
you cannot avoid
and fate
is one of them
for fate is defined
by character
and character
is fate
not so briefly
there was no way
of knowing
then
of what of where of why
to follow
nor the debris
left behind
in your passing
not so briefly
in my life
“The point isn’t to know what you’re doing. The point is to have an experience doing something.”
from Douglas Moore’s Art of Quotation
“The point isn’t to know what you’re doing. The point is to have an experience doing something.”
Abz by Leyla Şahin
I come through the rains
my name, that of an old sea
before the earth was born
I swayed in the depths for thousands of years
I come through the winds
my name that of an old storm
slowly opening the velvet curtains
I escape to the meadows, in my eyes
a child’s mind
I come through the mountains
one half of my face in the mist
the other wandering in the woods
as joyful as a bird ready to migrate
I bring the spring with me
I come through the paths
path: the first ABC of my life
A: alienation, B: being together
M: meeting, Z: beyond all boundaries
I grasp an island of loneliness and come
love: the oldest scar on my face,
I come with my wounds.
translated by Ahu Dereli & Jean Carpenter Efe
Before the Mountain Beyond the Mountain by Ferit Edgü
My belief amounts to nothing–theirs to quite something
Down the mountain come the deer–I look at the deer
They at the mountain
I believe in scarcely a single thing, if anything in mankind
They trust in nearly everything, but never humankind
They look at the mountain–while I look beyond it
The deer go down the mountainside
Beyond the mountain
translated by Jean Carpenter Efe
