poems by Hayati Baki

Sad song the poets are singing: on the altar of poetry,with the wind flapping the hair of weeping willows,a rainbow is painting itself happilywith sad songs of violinsthat flow into rivers.the poets are singing: cem sultanpavese, alexander xaver ewerder and the censer. Song of plum trees lord of the fies becomes the lord: a vulture, deathly –       […]

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