"I’ve made you into a cure, I’ve emulated you.
I’ve torn up some of my poems, and procured new ones.
And if I’ve passed too quickly from one situation to the next—
Not because of blood, not fatally—but through a kind of companionability,
Now, at last, I’m the strength there is in numbers."
-Edip Cansever, from "Sky-Meaning I"
Translated from the Turkish by Julia Clare Tillinghast and Richard Tillinghast
LOVE WON'T SAVE US
(Don’t ever ever forget the flowers that were rejected, made fools of.)
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