Excerpt from ‘The Wings of the Sea’

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

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