notes towards an operation let my solitude see me off a woman’s voice in the next room hard as it may seem I celebrate life in a blue room awaiting laparatomy ‘cos there is a big lump in my belly like a watermelon said an orderly elated and mildly sedated all is well like camus said at dawn before the firing squad readiness is all the whole world and one’s own past and future balled into one moment’s intensity of perception when I cease to care what either might hold in store allegory of the cave midwife of ideas snug in dark moist cavernous womb suckled by the acheron a tiny cell with a flea-infested mattress veritable prisoner in mind stillborn into allegory of a shady reality many lifetimes ago flickering from shackles onto the wall bulbous shapes hard to make out come out come out wherever you are o sole mio into the bright sun under which nothing is new yet strangely seen for the first time a recurrent dream running freely through tall yellow grass barefoot with solar bliss warm on skin interrupted by distant intermittent scream cover her face, mine eyes dazzle if only she had died young and beautiful under torture blindfolded into shame and surrender not be subjected to her image now reflected on a store window taken aback with the sudden confrontation who is that fat old lady staring at me a walking shadow shell of a bygone era of Ideas tea leaves dry up in the cup why does every potted plant have to die on me
2 poems by Sevda Akyuz
Sevda Akyuz studied English Literature at Bogazici University. She has taught English
and Academic Writing at the university level for 32 years.
She edits and translates books, articles, theses, stories, plays, and poems. She also dabbles in poetry.
Some of her poems have been published in The Blue Nib, Statorec, and Live Mag!
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