The faces of our women

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Mother Mary did not bear God
Mary is not the mother of God
Mary is a mother as is any other,
who bore a human son.

And so is Mary beautiful
all faces of hers beautiful,
and her son is close to us
like our own made children.

The faces of our women are the
marred pages of our suffering.
 

Our shame, blood and suffering
farm lines into their faces.

And our joys strike the eyes of women
as dawn strikes gold into the lakes.

Our dreams live in the faces of women,
of the women that we love,

standing beside us, seen, unseen,
so close to the truth of us, and so far.

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Kadınlarımızın Yüzleri by Nazım Hikmet

Translated September 6, 2020

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