Öyle dalmışım ki sormayın

Bread is in my lap, Stars are far, far away. I am eating bread looking at the stars. I am so engrossed, don’t even ask— Sometimes I get mixed up and instead of bread I eat stars. Oktay Rifat, “Bread and Stars” (English translation: Sidney Wade and Efe Murad) Ekmek dizimde Yıldızlar uzakta tâ uzaktaContinue reading “Öyle dalmışım ki sormayın”