I've suffered quite enough
Üzeyir Lokman CAYCI

Like the pains in my back
December's cold
Was like terrible pangs
In my dreams
Paris gets filtered
Through my poems,
Like strong tea
I've poured out my feelings
Into the night's darkness
The Medusa
Has claimed half
My pain
Paintings in London
Fire the imagination
In Frankfurt the tongue's wound's
Been snatched away by birds
I've been startled awake,
Assaulting myself
And in thirst
I've suffered quite enough.

Üzeyir Lokman ÇAYCI
Mantes la Ville – 22.08.1998
Traduit par Yakup YURT en français
French free verse translated into English free verse
by Richard Vallance © 2003

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