Evening In Prison Poem by Metin Sahin

Evening In Prison

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evening...falls early in prison
in vain..even if you were a dragon
neither youre expertise in struggling
or your having a brave heart like a double edged fork
help
evening filling in you delicately and slowly
sorrounds you and takes you to many longings

evening falls early in prison
fall the iron gate bolt bars of seven
on the seven closing gates suddenly
then the garden outside starts to weep
at the opposite side over there under the wall
there are three stemmed night flowers
and three roted wild violets

the cloud in the sky
on the branch of a tree the apricot
are terribly in love with the same beloved
to be in prison
then begins to put worries on you
how boring is the darkness
someone on the bare cold stones sings the song
THE CURD'S BRIDE
and me..I am taking a stroll under my berth
and I am fancying impossible things to accomplish
absurd..novice and childish

I wssh to be shot and lost
in a fight nakedly
but this fight must be mannishly
be honest in friendship and in being an enemy
but neither happens so
you hear that sound
the bayonets are fixed on the muzzles of the rifles
the night patrolling of the gendarme begins
day by day..on and on
the evening falls earlier in prison
Ahmet ARIF
translation Metin SAHIN

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Unwritten Soul 15 February 2012

Beautifully done...and thanks for translating this nice poem.... Metin, we all know that live in prison told as live with physical wall around..it so boring and and feel down all the time..but it worst if we live not in cell but prisoner of fears...we isolating our own life with reality...prison can come in two, invisible or concrete visible...but one of them we can avoid and one of them we can escape because we have a key...in heart and believe_Unwritten Soul

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John Carse 14 February 2012

I enjoyed this very much. You really connect with your inner vision. Will read more of your work. Thank you and best regards.

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Dave Walker 14 February 2012

A really fantastic poem, like it. A. fantastic write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, A Seamless Life Line.

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