Plants from silken soft to bushy branching ones animals from furry to scaly houses from rough hair-tents to concrete buildings machines from airplanes to electric shavers and also the seas and the water in a glass and the starsand the sleeping mountains and the human being mingled with everything everywhere that’s sweat on the brow lies in the books truth lies friend foe longing joy sorrow I passed through the crowdw with the crowd that was passing through.
Nâzım Hikmet, August 14, 1959
English translation by Nilüfer Mizanoğlu Reddy |
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