FAZIL HÜSNÜ DAGLARCA
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Translated by Talat Sait Halman 

Dal

     Dað uzaný gökyüzüne,
     Ölüler karanlýða uzaný.

     Nerelerden nerelere varýr yaþamak,
     Acýdan, iðde sarýlýðýndan, düþünüden uzaný.

     Sever misin, öpüler ardý boþ,
     Ýþte býraktýðý güzelin, bir çirkin uzaný.

     Yankýlar, gezegenlerden aðrý gelip gider,
     Baþý kopmuþ gök mamurlarýndan bir uzaný.

     Uzandýðýmýz, belki de bu gece, belki de bu yatakta
     En bilinmeze uzaný.



Branch

     The mountain stretches to the sky.
     Into darkness the dead stretch.

     Living is an arrival from where to where,
     Out of pain, raw yellow and thoughts -- a stretch.

     Are you in love, empty after the kisses?
     Here beauty has left an ugly stretch.

     Echoes, from the planets an ache comes and goes,
     And the beheaded structures of heaven stretch.

     As we stretch, perhaps tonight, perhaps on this bed,
     Into the darkest secret we stretch.

"Dal" is from SELECTED POEMS OF FAZIL HÜSNÜ DAGLARCA, translated by Talat Sait Halman, © 1969 by University of Pittsburgh Press.
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