Category: Death
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Ribs
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Most of this little poem was written in 2017. I re-discovered it a few weeks ago and changed the middle bit a great deal, although the overall statement/meaning remains more or less the same as it was at first. I have only just learned that there is no sound beyond the Earth’s atmosphere. There is…
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The lines quoted above come from a book-length poem by Cahit Koytak, a distinguished Turkish poet. In Turkish, the poem is called ‘Gazze Risalesi’ and addresses two Josephs in turn, one a Palestinian boy exposed to the bombing of Gaza, and the other an Israeli young man, a bomber pilot. Cahit Koytak talks to them…
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