Free Verse
The Marketplace Still Attaches
Your Fool To Money
One does not sell
broken pottery,
look for profitable business.
A hump on her back
your wife Zâra
beats the wool
Let your hungry children
and your animals that wait for fodder
not cause you to brood;
the marketplace is always there
attaching your soul to money.
You sell your merchandise,
you make money,
you will not go to Nigde...
You remain without hope
in the marketplace.
Your customers hearing your voice
say "Halil is still here..."
Sell your apples
snatched from their branches
hope they are all eaten;
the marketplace is still there
attaching your soul to money.
You sell your merchandise,
you make money,
you will never go to Nigde...
Let indifference
not change you,
the shenanigans
and acrobatics
of all sorts -
let all that
from one direction
not tire your mind.
The marketplace is always there
attaching your soul to money.
You sell your merchandise,
you make money,
you will never go to Nigde...
French free
verse translated into English free verse by Joneve McCormick
NDTR: Nigde is a
prefecture of Turkey and Bor is a sub-prefecture of Nigde.
Spontaneity
While thinking
While working
While eating
Comprehension at each age...
To overcome fears
To rid oneself of fears
To face the heat
An iron will…
To embellish life
To improve friendship
To embrace sincerity
and exemplary attitudes...
To live humanly
On a high level of coexistence
To embrace love
Permanent affection
With profundity
With principles…
To help without strings
With unrestricted tolerance
Approaches without bargaining
Sacrifices recognized
One in another…
Friends… Comrades…
Neighbors… Brothers…
Without discrimination
Virtue that considers only the person…
Building bridges
Making appreciation felt
And anger
Thanks to a healthy heart
Directing
Creating
Self-inclusion
Understanding
Unifying forever In spontaneity!
Paris, le 23.11.2007
Translated from the Turkish by Yakup Yurt; English translations
by Joneve McCor
