Expect that
the light will stream out of its obscurity
into a bluish climate.
You see
Black depletes its gravity
its skirts descend into mysteries dark blue
how do the clouds touch
the color of the sea
as in the disappearance of a (mavruşgil) goby fish…
You see
Is this Northwester the whisper of Anabasis
e-flat, d-sharp and we cover ourselves with the poems
it is the melancholy of a common shag for sure
and Jason’s lighthouse…
the raki bottle of poet Şinasi
floats sideways
You see
Blue of the stillness
my imageries make love
my lyric abstraction works
God Aurora mounts his horse
You see
The collapsed walls of revenue officer Hulusi
And Jason’s bluishness walking out on me.
Translated by Mesut Senol