once of the same tree
these leaves that the wind scatters
with a brittle sound
ashes on my plate
ashen this sight, yet at night
I swim with dolphins
yellow dots on soggy snow
last of the leaves the storm stripped
a tear on a torn web
the unsayable
tenderness of a sunset
I won't close my eyes
a face full of words
that are stronger if untold
this black silken night
my weakness for red
hair and green eyes, no secret
but I still won't tell
she, in my blood
sitting on my lap, her hands
the veins, roads to her
I reached the day's end
with the best of intentions
and empty hands
these golden glitters
I find in rooftop puddles
not the open sea
how can I be so
at peace with a life stripped bare
and yet so restless
wrapped in snow a beast
made of what it can't know
can't do and can't say
a night cold enough
to turn blue and lie still
playing dead with me
full moon tonight
the biggest, kindest I'm told
might surprise me yet
the goose seated near
the icy trail that I took
is a full person
child again, spent hours
alone with a book, mom's
ether everywhere
fire in a cup
I'll eat the new year with a crunch
if it pleases me
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(Photos: Duru Gungor)
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