The Tree Poem by Nilufer Dursun

The Tree



When day was gone, all glee had flickered out,
And flaming were thr tree-leaves as in drought.
The bird into sapphire metamorphosed
A scarlet pool their images imposed.


(Poem: Ahmet HASIM/Translated by: Aydı n Dagpı nar)

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