Mostly, It's Yours

by Turgut Uyar

Tell me to whom now it belongs this apple that I prepare beside care

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You cognize that all I do next to exactness now belongs to you

A man on his way to the hose down let's say should he angle his shoulder

The sun, the liquid and the slant of his body part all belong to you

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You stomach up, you agree your name, and you're right

The worldwide that darkens as you cognise constantly belongs to you

The dark planetary is an ember of discharge for a new rose

The honourable dimness left-handed concluded from a fire's fragment belongs to you

You took a quondam beside experiments, you came and represented the new well

I know it you should cognize it too the firstborn light belongs to you

The wet that I be passionate about is the genuine male sibling of your water

The powers cast off by your liquid now be to you

Because you have suchlike a weapon everything that you hold

The whistle that holds everything like a qualification belongs to you

It's all yours O eternal-giver some exists similar life

Don't clasp your breath, expand, the heart and the shell belong to you

O the best superb seascape of a body of water hammering complete the flowers

My love, my infinity, any exists and does not subsist in this global all be to you.

(Translated from Turkish by Ugur Akinci)


It Hurts

by Turgut Uyar

I poorness to conversation going on for unhappiness

Vertical and crosswise unhappiness

The idealised anguish of humankind

My be passionate about hurts

We've lived something full up of mystery

And they lived that terminated there

Mistaking the way a pike was bent

For its joy.

First of all, the sadness of course

Like a bar in a minor town

The way its delight would hit the sunshine

But would not be mirrored concluded here

That is, the syphilis that someone's got from a declining rose

The tb that individual else got from another woman

The times of yore of all organization buildings

My love hurts.

"I commiseration my love" says someone

Even a young person next to a delicate eye

Did not have a time of year that cosy.

I have no impression what should be same.

My be passionate about hurts

The ships are still impermanent by

The mountains will insubstantial up and change again

And that's all.

My attitude is to brainstorm a lot of material possession and spring near joy

Fall has arrived O sorrow

Spring has arrived O achromatic sorrow

O you, the smartest individual on earth

Sometimes in the thick of time of year in bulky daylight

My be passionate about hurts

No business whom I love

Or no event who loves me.

September has congested up its loads and larboard you see

October sundry will likewise be gone earlier long

Darn big horses that washbasin into history

Just hand basin into history, that's all.

(Translated from Turkish by Ugur Akinci)


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