They Have Woven a Net Around Us

A feeling of nearness to suffering

In our hearts

While we reduce the dimensions

Of the essence of light

With our eyes

In a local scuffle

Them

They have woven a net around us.

Bearing the pains of life

While watching the people with sullen faces

And tired thoughts

All along the years

We have heard the whistle of whips...

With well-concealed thoughts

Those

Never thought of us

And... without any mercy

Have woven a net around us.

by Uzeyir Lokman CAYCI

Traduit par Yakup YURT en français

French free verse translated into English free verse

by F.J. Bergmann., 2002

Istanbul In My Dreams

Your expectations are carved into my eyes...

Their shapes melt in my dreams

The face seen in your postcards

Is not that of your soul Istanbul...

Living apart does not change your seas

Your waiting landscapes offer themselves

Thoughts do not remain still

Istanbul rests its weight upon my loneliness...

White fish swim in your living past

Seagulls float in your memories

Obliterated friendships stay awake till dawn

Anatolia rises from your horizons Istanbul...

by Uzeyir Lokman CAYCI

Traduit par Yakup YURT en français

French free verse translated into English free verse

by F.J. Bergmann., 2002