The Days Are Walking On Tiptoes
I'm inside the mirror
Solitude without shifts on the streets
Rain is smacking the haunches of the night
The fluidity of an innocence
Whose kıblah unaware of its root
Hope is dying in the same photo frame
A darkness bandaged in cocoons
In the well inside me
Violets are waiting for the rainbow
By taking the rebellion out of pain
How long does it take to be in blossom
How many of the swallows die by a stray round
The days are walking on tiptoes
I haven't experienced any of them
Translated
By Recep Nas
ÖNDER ÇOLAKOĞLU was born in
İskenderun. He lives in Izmir. He has two daughters named Ekin and Deniz. He
works as a Specialist Doctor (Internal Medicine and Gastroenterology) in a
private hospital in Izmir. His poems and text were published in the magazines
Varlık, Yeni e, Bireylikler, Sincan İstasyonu, Hurriyet Gösteri, Sözcükler,
Eliz Edebiyat, Akatalpa, Çini Edebiyat, Caz Kedisi, Edebiyat Nöbeti, Hayal, Yaşam
Sanat and Iran Tabriz in Persian and Azerbaijani Turkish in Ghoroob. His first
book, 'Çapak' was from Hayal Publishing in January 2018, and the second book
'Taş Uğultusu' was published in November 2019 by Hayal Publishing. The book
'Taş Uğultusu' won the Ruhi Türkyılmaz Art House award in 2020.
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