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DREAMS
OF NIGHT
Let
all prohibitions be abolished.
We
lost the time anyway
At
the place where the dreams of night begin.
Let
one leaf of the curtain open
Let
day light leak from between.
The
inert bodies lying inside,
Forbid
the light,
It
is naked in the garden anyway.
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WITNESS
COULD NOT BE FOUND
And
the doors are opened part way,
Imprisoned
to night, the two bodies
Not
to wake the day
Slipped
inside silently
Thousands
of touch
That
much of kiss
Took
place of the words,
Not
any witness could be found
Among
the night and the day…
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FEATHER
PILLOW
On
the night going on with chuckles
With
a light breeze
He
has been feeling sleepy.
He
lied, embracing
Was
it the feather pillow which he embraced.
In
his sound sleep
He
thought he was holding
The
woman’s left breast.
What
did he embrace for years.
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THE
POETIC EXPOSITION OF THE CONTENT OF A HIDDEN PHOTOGRAPH
Quiet
and breathless,
We
got out dripping with sweat from
The
night smelling four-o’clock.
I
“centimetered” your mind with rulers
How
darkness reached light
Was
a film band which I could not understand.
You
were as a dry leaf, alone
And
imprisoned to yourself, being hurled in the wind,
Breathless
but hot as it can be.
Mine
was the longing for the yellow years,
Although
yours was your desire of a night.
Now,
you are so in the photograph, immortal
Actually,
you are mine now.
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WHAT
WAS THE WOMAN FROM FETHIYE LOOKING FOR?
Unknown
boat on the dead sea
A
woman on the boat
She
is a Fethiye native obviously
The
woman’s eyes are uncovered
As
if she was looking for something
Occurred
and ended the storm.
Some
youths dived to the bottom
They
found the man and got him out
His
eyes uncovered
Who
was he, where was he from
It
was never identified.
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