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“like an eagle”

İstanbul dons a large number of majestic forts
those structures from many an ancient history
may today not appear as powerful anymore
but the debris alone suffice to astound
the willing eye through a peek
at the haunting view of the mighty Bosphorus
together with the influential breaths
that numerous civilizations of the past
have generously left in its depths

i have not been there in a long while
only in an empirical sense that is
frequent visits of my fertile imagination
have otherwise sated my hunger and thirst
my longing for the dead who were left behind
and my cravings for the impeccable times
each of which was re-lived in harmony
amid a painstakingly caring love

i borrowed an eagle’s eye on this special day
perched atop one of the bastions and began to sway

palaces teahouses trolleys Bazaars cafés fishermen
rare carpet, Kilim and antiquities-selling ambitious shops
yachts one of a kind-mosques the famed Dolmabahçe Sarai
freighters speed boats Hovercrafts scenic jogging paths
do not interest me in the least. The eagle’s eye is a loan
of refined delicacy. I refuse to waste it for the mundane . . .

on the bottom of the Bosphorus all of a sudden
underneath a recent undercurrent, oh so sullen!
amid seagrass . . .

. . . i spot my brass keychain
of four distinctive keys
my elephant still carries on,
towing them heroically
its movable pretty trunk
waves at me ecstatically

i lead us all . . .

. . . to the astonishing Sinopian coasts
to my breathtakingly serene flat-sanctuary

i discover to my demise . . .
. . . it is no longer there

only then do i recall my dream of this year
on the night of the 2nd month’s 14th

and

my loaner eye weeps

~ ~ ~

From my newest book of poetry: Aflame. Memoirs in Verse. Inner Child Press Ltd. (August 2, 2017)
Also available at inner child press are the following:

An Aegean Breeze of Peace, a book of poetry that I have co-authored with
Demetrios Trifiatis (October 12, 2015) and

Trance (December 12, 2013) ~ My trilingual poetry book with my own translations between English, German and Turkish

 

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Whenever War Robs the Life of a Child

oh, you dear little angel
with gorgeous hope-eyes
robbed from you abruptly, cruelly

your mother, your father, or perhaps, both at once
were taken away from you
by murders that instantly froze your blood

a bitter cold, grueling hunger pangs and
an unending thirst are now your steady companions

war mongers’ obsession to kill is real!

i crave to take you inside from the cold,
back to your times of parental safety

i crave to feed you

i crave to soothe your thirst

i crave to cradle you
to a slumber of ultimate peace
where you can remain as pure as
each of your dreams of innocence

i crave to fetch once more
that over-flowing mother-milk of mine
which fed millions like you before,
nurturing back to life
tiny broken frames and
shattered hearts

i crave to fly with you
into my glorious yesteryear,
where every soul was tucked in safely,
existing and living freely

for now,
just sleep, my nameless little angel
so that the foul smell of the dying
does not taint the delightful scent of your tenderness

my death-free love is on its way
it will rush to you along my gazelle-like gait
to mend your receiving blanket
with a carnage-safe shield

my broken heart will then self-mend
and my wailing soul will self-mute

the metamorphosis will soon be complete

sleep, my nameless little angel,
sleep alongside my dreams of peace . . .

hülya n. yılmaz, 10.20.2017

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“A billion stars go spinning through the night, blazing high above your head. But in you is the presence that will be, when the stars are dead.” ~ Rainer Maria Rilke

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“Death is not the biggest fear we have; our biggest fear is taking the risk to be alive – the risk to be alive and express what we really are.” ~ Don Miguel Ruiz

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“You can’t cross the sea
merely by standing and
staring at the water.”

Rabindranath Tagore

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“True freedom arises when you do not want anything from anyone else and so, from this fearless state, you will be at peace with yourself and all beings. This is the beautiful gift you will bring to the world by letting go of the addiction to ‘self’. One less being demanding that life always will please and satisfy them.” ~ Michael Kewley

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“They say, ‘Find a purpose in your life and live it’. But, sometimes, it is only after you have lived that you recognize your life had a purpose, and likely one you never had in mind.” ~ Khaled Hosseini

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“Astonishing. Getting older and older, I still stand here at this window, watching as if never having watched anything like it before – the wrens, juncos, and purple finches picking the seeds strewn on the pile of frozen snow. Through my breath condensing into fog on the cold window pane, I still see bare branches chasing their shadows in the icy wind, black threads of water crinkling through fissures in the frozen river. I am aware that what I am seeing is no more, no less than the great Mystery, that of being here at all, that of seeing it – as from the other side of a mirror – snow, birds, my breath still condensing, that breath that started so long ago as my first cry.” ~ Frederick Franck

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“Someday, somewhere – anywhere, unfailingly, you’ll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.”
~ Pablo Neruda

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“Be like an alone peak high in the sky. Why should you hanker to belong? You are not a thing! Things belong!” ~ Osho

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