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Bir Çiçek

Bir çiçek duruyordu,orda,bir yerde,
Bir yanlışı düzeltircesine açmış;
Gelmiş ta ağzımın kenarında
Konuşur durur.

Bir gemi bembeyaz teniyle açıklarda,
Güverteleri uçtan uca orman;
Aldım çiçeğimi şurama bastım,
Bastım ki yalnızlığımmış.

Bir başına arşınlıyor bir adam mavi treni
Keşke yalnız bunun için sevseydim seni.

Cemal Süreya

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The translation is by me.Though it is quite unfair to the lovely rhythm and meaning of the original Turkish poem by Cemal Süreya. I always feel he was quite like William Carlos Williams. Well i am no authority to prove or disprove anyway, just a poem lover.

 

A Flower

A flower was standing, there, somewhere over there,

As if to correct a mistake

Right by the edge of my mouth

Keeps on talking.

A ship with its white skin on the horizon

Its decks are a forest from head to toe,

I took the flower and pressed it against my chest,

I pressed it and saw it was my loneliness. 

A man was walking back and forth in the blue train

I wish i loved you only for this.

Cemal Süreya