The Turkish poetess, Leyla Isik. Out-Of-Spite-Free How free you are out-of-spite-free I could yet not break the iron bars inside of me. Im enslaved by love, maybe by fear. I wrapped myself in the loneliness. How free you are out-of-spite-free in that endless blueness of the sky. I could yet not unlock the fetters inside inside of me. Whenever I felt love I wrapped myself in the loneliness. The sunlight abandoned me in the dump well. and it went away. Being unable to leave loneliness, I could not say stop to Time. The Time that races against wind. The hopes inside me rusted and faded... Oh! You dont know how I miss becoming free like you, out-of-spite free, by eluding fear and leaving loneliness in the dump well... Translation from Turkish by Baki Yigit https://youtube/watch?v=dHwzU5nlqTY&feature=youtu.be
Posted on: Sat, 29 Nov 2014 14:38:09 +0000