Depth Island Poem by Nilufer Dursun

Tree and water are in love with themselves
Depth ı n the water depth on the tree
At a meeting our lives echo
At a language of an occupied island
A depth
A depth
Madness...


Door opens towords to inside, so does window
Wall keeps quiet becomes an interruped tongue
Surrounds the house provincis makes bigger towords the city
Loneliness of evenı ng, becomes madness to the mornı ng
A shallowness
A shallowness
Lockı ng of lı mı t...

In my heart the mirage of water flows
Sadness looks at the cricket flowı ng
When you go away when you come back
I become a sharp scream to the world
A lı ght
A lı ght
Jet black...
Time which is ı n love with itself stands between us
Silently cat laps the time and my openı ng hands


When plain tree sprinkles itself to the grave yard
İ t brings falls from Nazı m on us and life
A love
A love
İ sland...


Poem: Aydı n SIMSEK
Translated by Nilufer DURSUN