The best illusions that we make
Got a warmth that we don't fake
the dizzying weather
While “as blowing out the warmth
of breath into the coldness
the rainy weather,
Tinking bout how this beauty
inebriate head
Thinking but couldn't find any meaning.
Why was that car passing by?
As looked with eyes
three degrees myopic,
as far as feel ,
a police car
passing by on that street,
took another smoke from
white wick cigarette ‘cause
the red and blue lights were flashing.
Snow.
Maybe not, but there was rain.
a few things that make happy
books, a cup of coffee or tea
lighters,
pocket knives.
(Uzun zaman sonra şiir denemesi:)
One Day / Bir Gün
English:
If you wake up without me in the midst of the night,
And your eyes gaze deeply into the darkness,
If you feel a warmth in your cold hands,
And the hours steal away the delayed times,
Know that I am thinking of you.
Turkish:
Apansız uyanırsan gecenin bir yerinde
Gözlerin uzun uzun karanlığa dalarsa
Bir sıcaklık duyarsan üşüyen ellerinde
Ve saatler gecikmiş zamanları çalarsa
Bil ki seni düşünüyorum
Enişteme ingilizce akrostiş
Endearing soul, nurturing presence, İnsightful companion,
Navigating challenges together, sharing joy and laughter,
İnspiring with wisdom, fostering bonds that matter,
Spreading warmth and kindness, a treasured connection,
Treasured moments, everlasting affection...
Enişte
Fallen Angels
we rub shoulders with many people every day. some may become close friends, or confidants. that’s why i’m always optimistic. sometimes it hurts. not to worry i try to stay happy.
that night, i’ve met that woman again. i knew we’d never be friends or confidants… we’d let too many chances pass us by. nothing happened, there was no chemistry. maybe it was the weather but that night i found her very alluring.”
tetikci adamin partneri kadinin ic sesi: “i’m about to leave, i ask him to take me home. i haven’t ridden pillion for a long time… nor have i been this close to a man in ages. the road home isn’t very long, and i know i’ll be getting off soon. but at this moment, i’m feeling such lovely warmth.”
from Anne Sexton's "Self in 1958"
(showed examples of dehumanization and lack of individuality, and the corruption of society at the time.)
Someone plays with me,
(here, someone refers patriarchal system)
plants me in the all-electric kitchen,
Is this what Mrs. Rombauer said?
Someone pretends with me—
(she lives what they expected from her)
I am walled in solid by their