a metronome woman of the old world
one pulse to the east
to the west another
carefree smiles
twist into a grimace
right on cue
© hülya n. yılmaz, 4.16.2017
a metronome woman of the old world
one pulse to the east
to the west another
carefree smiles
twist into a grimace
right on cue
© hülya n. yılmaz, 4.16.2017
Once upon a Time in Turkey. Autobiographical Fiction. Inner Child Press International (November 15, 2022)
Letter-Poems from a Beloved. Prose poetry in English. Inner Child Press International (May 5, 2020)
Canlarım, My Lifeblood. Poetry in Turkish and English. Inner Child Press International, Private Edition (December 2019)
this and that, a Hodgepodge of hülya’s . . . Poetry. Inner Child Press International (January 2, 2019)
Aflame. Memoirs in Verse. Inner Child Press International (August 2, 2017)
An Aegean Breeze of Peace. A book of poetry, co-authored with Demetrios Trifiatis. Inner Child Press International (October 12, 2015)
Trance. A trilingual poetry book with own translations between English, German and Turkish. Inner Child Press International (December 12, 2013)
Inner Child Press “Our Authors” Page
For An Aegean Breeze of Peace, see also:
smiles ❤
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smiles back ❤
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The old world, was this not when time actually described the actual essence of the state of its meaning…? As in the pre-built-in obsolescent era, and said young woman of the era had time to reflect, on the pros and cons of a given issue, sufficiently to react to its life changes. Alas, it seems only people of the old world have time and access to that carefree state of being.
Your reflection is formidable, though sad as to what it infers of today’s world!
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As a “product” of the said world, I find myself living and experiencing the essential aspects of life in a state of in-betweenness. You were and are, once again, thoroughly insightful in reading me. At times, in the middle of my daily routines of work, a sense of suffocation comes over me simply because I seem unable to articulate the internal ongoings related to this “third space” in a matter that I can put my mind to rest enough.
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