Poezie
Desert me
Translation
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Mediu
Desert Me
in photographs;
i saw, the exiled
dim darkness
inside the draw of the bookcase
never startled me this much
desert me and desert all the beauty
one minute take it out of your mind
if you can...
when you were writing, you did bleed
the engraved marks of mine
in your heart
desert me and desert all the beauty
i have volunteered because of you
i am not a refugee
just a change of air
desert me and desert all the beauty.
Poem by : Attila Elüstün - İstanbul
Translation by: Günsel Djemal
10.2.2009 - London
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