Leaf Fall Poem by Can Yücel

Leaf Fall



Those leaves that turned red before they yellowed and fell
all through the autumn put on a splendid display.

As the season turned and the wind began to freshen again
in the nakedness of that horse it's them who'll run
those children
those leaves,
those wine-reddened brigands.

Without them who else would I have.

Translated by Esra Nilgün Mirze and Richard McKane

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