Dreamt Lena in my window
Heavily laden she ignited the curtains
I woke up
Then saw the bad news
She has lost her granddad
I have lost my uncle
My auntie lost her husband
I have seen from my window
In the distant mountains;
Have lost the twilight
My soul clenched
In that sadness of mine that you know
Terrified of what one whispers
Flame in thy hearts despite the rain
Who else was there?
Sometimes my pen
Burns between my fingers
My eyes stung until they soaked
My face
And sat awake all night
I cannot open you like a newspaper
Or put you down as a book.

(Sleep in the light Uncle Ahmet ALPER)


Günsel Djemal ELÜSTÜN 08.05.2014