keep your heart buoyant
your resolve steady
and listen to the clouds
drift across the sky
other writing
dreams can betray
dreams
can betray
expose
hidden desires
best left
covered
especially
in the night
the weight of time
the weight of time
bears down
on all
pity the young
heroes
so few
villains
so many
pity the young
who must endure
a world
they did not
create
a life of the mind
when you said
you can’t live
a life of the mind
reading writing traveling
it’s not realistic
that’s when
I knew
you never understood
me
back in high school
watching certain politicians
this year
I’m back
in high school
and that’s not
a good thing
he said
he said
nobody listens
anymore
and then spent
the rest of the night
talking
what I miss
the tins of tea
the cakes cookies
that occasional smile
old pictures
letters once sent
are appreciated
but the conversations
are what I miss
as morning comes gradually
coffee
spiked with Bailey’s
in my cup
gulls sail by
to greet me
mist rises
off Princes’ Islands
as morning comes
gradually
lighting the world
life as they say goes on
from my balcony
I watch the set-up
of tables
in the open market
a block away
a Monday ritual
here in Maltepe
and soon
I’ll have coffee
with a new friend
watch his son
practice his skills
in football camp
and as the sun
heats up the day
whatever state of emergency
exists here
does not impact
on daily rituals
in neighborhoods
all over this city
this country
life
as they say
goes on