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
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