Oh daughters of Jerusalem,
Give me today
My daily split infinitive
That I may speak about over
Dark coffee, sitting at dark benches
Hall-style
Oh daughters of Jerusalem
Give me today
My heavy expletive
That I may chuckle head tilted back
And brush it off with a hand gesture
Cutting through the thick fog of
Derision
Oh daughters of Jerusalem
Give me a moment or a lifetime
Of your speeches and soliloquies
as I listen and watch, through a glass,
darkly.
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Now and again my mind alights on your name, Suddenly
I smile to think of one who can move so unburdenly
I am pushed and pulled through life from place to place
You flit about of your own accord, freely, suddenly
How many lives do you enter and then leave so suddenly?
How many sighs have others heaved like so, saying "ah, Suddenly..."
Pay them no mind, dear, one must be free to come and go,
To venture from the kışlak to where they grow flowers buddingly
-"Be like a leaf in a brook that dips and flows suddenly"
-"No, be as a date-palm, deeply rooted and unmoving, leadenly"
The poets argue over models for life and metaphors
I reject them all, saying, "I'll be like the one named Suddenly!"
Hanife darling, is this you?
No, just an anonymous admirer of yours :)
I fear, being in Turkey, you cannot log onto the blog any more, dear admirer
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