My child, we use the wings of the sea when delaying rains. When the skies cave into my eyes it's because I worship blue. My fear is a meaning derived from the wildernesses. And yes, I change when I hear the tap, tap of rain. ... Time come, time go my sisters, my brothers. Of course my body puts me down.
by Ilhan Sami Çomak, from Geldim Sana
Translated by Caroline Stockford