oleaster blossoms, coriander leaves
poppies and books
large and small many-colored stones
while collecting memories for us
far away from you
sait faik was reminding us
that the cheery season happens
to be the main love making season
i have my fears to be late in departing
from poetry to get to love making
or else, are my deeds something to prepare me to write a new poem
maybe what i did not do count here
for the first time though i am scared
in the cheery season
English Translation by Mesut Şenol