TO HER
You asked me for poems
Poems of joy and happiness
Adventures
into the known and the unknown
Poems
from the depths of being
Of
being together
Full of
smiling faces and hippos drawn as small as cockroaches
Aimless
night drives to alleviate pangs of hunger
Sneaking
invitations for delights to come.
Don’t you
know that poems are sad?
Suleyman
effendi and Alfred J. Prufrock live with us
Timeless
trains of misery leave Haydarpasa station every minute
On the minute
Who was I
to change the hieroglyphs of Boddhisatwa
and the kyrie eleisons of the man made
of wood
Sonnets
were not my style.
Today it is
different
It is time
to redefine
Not to seek
joy in sadness
Nor to conquer empathy in depression
Just sit
back (or forward) and say:
It
is good to travel with you,
And you,
And you,
And
you,
You.
(1978- .........)
Notes :
- Pictionary games with kids and friends
- Driving Daughter late at night in Riyadh, KSA, to get her to sleep
- Suleyman Effendi, character in Orhan Veli poem
- Trains and Haydarpasa Station : Reference to "Human Landscapes From My Country", Nazim Hikmet
Hieroglyphs, Boddhisatwa, Kyrie Eleison, Man Made of Wood : from poems by Asaf Halet Celebi
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