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There isn’t a centre of love
“fear and be wrathful of the wine
because it is badly red”
Attila Ilhan
tonight the wine is badly red
i have wrapped the stars into my tobacco
rainbow in its smoke
i am aged she is fresh
is it because of that?
i don’t understand anything from what I am drinking
there are droppings of a thousand fragments of steam, on my table
one of which is…my love
the moss tastes like fish green like Bogaz
i am questioning my past, in the pages of dream
is it because of that?
i don’t understand anything from what I am drinking
my heart is rear, one dark horse
wired phosphorescence in his mane
stars, sea and the moon
on her lips, sorrowful one rosebud
can not keep-up
is it because of that?
tonight the wine is badly red
i don’t understand anything from what I am drinking.
Poem by: Atilla Elüstün 30.12.2002/2004 - İstanbul
Translation by: Günsel Djemal - 19/2/2009 - London
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