My City Poem by Feride Serin

all night
the moon and the stars dancing in my city
this morning
the fragility of life-coated
per day, a drop of silence
also relaxes the spirits will spread
white shadow magic steps
knows where to go to voice-compatible
stable
not afraid of the future
the river side of the road
memory, an escaped the eye of beauty
that the pleasure of being
a recurring refrain
the nucleus of a fig
forgotten conflicts
the absence of delusions square
away from fires
repeated every day dream
and
this dream
I....feride serin