OH MY FACE . . . – Leyla Işık / Translated by Baki Yiğit

Poem by Leyla Işık


OH MY FACE . . .

You are where my shadow gone blind has left you off.

It is useless, even if my image, which behind the mirror

Has got undressed into its tain,

Takes its real face off and turns inside out!

I have broken and spent my eyes.

My tears pregnant with darkness,

You are the aged wine hoping for candle light’s help

In the bottle of time.

Oh my face . . .


Translated by Baki Yiğit

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