GÜZİN ORALKAN
The Offended
Reflection
your insatiable
face
spontaneously peels
when it
embraced by pain
wrapped in
offense
when your image
is reflected
in the mirror
TRANSLATED BY BAKI YIĞIT
A Magic
My solitude is a
slight pain
Which ooze out
the burning window-frames
A heart can hear
the other one
Happiness came
and passed by.
Can an exhausted
fire become active
Just like rubbed
feelings.
Love is a magic
Let it bring up
the universe
Let your love
grow up freely…
How many springs
conceive
Flowers of spring
How many crimson
sunsets
Golden yellow new
moons left in the cache
Love is a magic
Let it bring up the
universe freely
Before mountain
flowers smile upon me.
Izmir
TRANSLATED BY BAKI YIĞIT
Wondering
how do we know
what this
stagnation
is pregnant with
how and when
our hopes
will be broken
will our clogged
ears
and our unseeing
eyes open
one day
TRANSLATED BY BAKI YIĞIT
GÜZİN ORALKAN
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