"Ve Kalbimde,” Cagdas Yenilgiler Ansiklopedisi (1997). Ankara: Bilgi Yayinevi, pp. 86-88.
Translator : Suat Karantay
In my soul
Wagonfuls of
Scars
Should I start this poem
Or
Should I burn
All my papers
Riots erupt
In my heart
I go to work
On foot
I get home
On foot
If I close this notebook
I will be
Contented
Trains depart
From my mind
Bound for the unknown
Suicides
To no avail
Every evening
I meet
Myself
On the streets
In front of Gima
Everywhere
My loneliness
Keeps fuming
In the last drop of alcohol
I drag myself
Home
I thought just a while ago
There’s so much
I’ve lived
So many deaths
It’s time I closed
That notebook my son opened
Quietly
I must melt away
In my own downpour
I must set up
A library of death
Without fanfare
I must bid farewell
To my cat...
And
In my soul
Wagonfuls of
Scars...
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