Metin Sahin Poems

on a january day.sunny but cold
but no snow on ground
a girl was running to spring
jumping..hopping and springing..flying
...

If I were
a dropp of water
and
dropp from one roof to another roof
...

AND NOW
I narrate the words of that evening to you
just as I heard from green loud-speaker
thus said the mannish dry voice
...

OBAMA
for the first time in history era
the descendant from kenya
has come to power
...

ı t is two days or three
since with soil we covered thee
we gathered here
in your mother city
...

my young beloved's bag is very big
as a fashı on nowadays in young girls
hanging on the shoulder
usually black
...

ROBESON...
my eagle winged canary
they do not let us sing
our folk songs
...

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
...