aren’t you afraid to go to those places?
must i fear life?
no, you say?
why, then, should i deprive myself
from experiencing a loving embrace
in countries that enchant countless others
with their people utterly beautiful, inside and out
who despite my lack of their tongue
show their desire
to understand me
was i afraid to journey there?
of course not! no!
love, after all, is
and will forever be
here for us and with us all!
(c) hülya n. yılmaz
From my latest book, this and that
Background: Before embarking on a 2-month-long trip abroad, I was asked the question that serves as the title of my poem here. My travels were known to include various countries in the Middle East. Stigmas accompanied some dear people who seemed concerned about my safety / well-being in those places.