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Our loneliness, Cemal

Cemal abi, this raki
drinking this raki
was like going
with you to Kars.

In your poems, Cemal abi,
raki was a long drink,
going to Kars was long,

Cemal abi, after you
no poems go to Kars
Kars is short, raki rude
and awful on the tongue.
Our poems curdle after you.
This is how alone we are.

Yalnızız Cemal Abi by Haydar Ergülen

Translated May 13, 2020

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