Nacre Poem by Koray Feyiz

Nacre



neither do I have a rosebay to touch
nor a sky to love
only I have is a street
that I pass through the revery

my heart is like a ridgeway
that I fold myself its end
a hanky, my lover, lace is north wind
from which my tears pour nacres


Koray Feyiz
Translated from Turkish by Koray Feyiz

Wednesday, July 27, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love,love and art,love and life
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