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Creation
(1968 / Kahramanmaraş)

Creation

Poem By Bejan Matur

Listen and look, mountains rise into being.

Underground rivers shrink

to sluggish inner blood.

A lapis-blue vein

atoms of dust.

Perhaps only a wind knows earth.



The wind touches trees and humans and dies away.

© translated by Ruth Christie

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