Categories: POETRY

EMPTY GARDEN – Poetry, by Yesim Agaoglu

EMPTY GARDEN

Your pillow howls, I howl. You’re gone, so is your black hair, were you here I’d rest my head on your shoulder. I know your heart beating fast, your pasted-on wings racing with birds, once again you’ve burnt down my lushest forest, left me bereft of you, your absence a knife cuttıng velvet, bloodless. Your pillow weeps, I weep, the snow even has melted but you’re not back, no blood much pain your being gone, left behind you one denuded garden.

(Yesim Agaoglu)

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