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Ahmet Muhip Dıranas



Our revels now are ended, and joy fades away!

Eternal girls become mothers at the end of day.

Don’t look in the mirrors: they breed cruelty,

Plunge your mind into the everlasting sea;

And if some day you recall my face and my love,

Then I could strip you naked like a dove.

Now in the shep’s wake and its age-old foam

Towards the sea’s fathomless depths roam.

(Translated by Talat Sait Halman, 101Poems by 101Poets An Anthology of Turkish Poetry)