Ahmet Hamdi Tanpınar
The Black Horses
The cold wind of night in your hair
Youll close down these horizons
Silent and weary youll wait in your corner
For the black horses of your final journey.
And slowly youll say to yourself,
Im freed once again from the circle of life.
(Translated by Ruth Christie, 101Poems by 101Poets An Anthology of Turkish Poetry)