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￭ Pașadine în vers alb (73) 
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There isn’t a centre of love
“fear and be wrathful of the wine because it is badly red” Attila Ilhan tonight the wine is badly red i have wrapped the stars into my tobacco rainbow in its smoke i am aged she is fresh is it because of that? i don’t understand anything from what I am drinking there are droppings of a thousand fragments of steam, on my table one of which is…my love the moss tastes like fish green like Bogaz i am questioning my past, in the pages of dream is it because of that? i don’t understand anything from what I am drinking my heart is rear, one dark horse wired phosphorescence in his mane stars, sea and the moon on her lips, sorrowful one rosebud can not keep-up is it because of that? tonight the wine is badly red i don’t understand anything from what I am drinking. Poem by: Atilla Elüstün 30.12.2002/2004 - İstanbul Translation by: Günsel Djemal - 19/2/2009 - London
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