The lovely city of Istanbul,
Is covered in white snow,
Purifying it from the pollution,
Dirt, Crowd and Traffic,
A fate that befalls all,
Vast metropolitan cities,
That have outgrown their sizes,
Become outnumbered by population,
The city has taken a break,
Like a short hypnotic daze,
A pause from life on the fast lane,
As snow flakes continue to fall,
Covering every inch of grey,
Green, Black and Blue,
The smoke rises from chimney tops,
Challenging the stubborn snow,
That still falls unperturbed,
With the quest to beautify,
And garb the bride with long lost purity.
The lovely city, ... is dirty and polluted, ... is a contradiction. The fact that snow has temporarily covered it up, is not. I hope that there is beauty still hidden from the crowding, hurried modern population that rushes by, oblivious to the beauty within.
First Edition Translation of Teselas by Carmen Crespo X111 César Simón Poetry Prixe 2016 Translated from Spanish by Robin Ouzman Hislop and Amparo Arrospíde
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May Lu a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
esra...I love the ending to this...floria
i saw that on the news, that turkey had snow! and it's in the 70s here in texas, while most of the northern climes are locked in an arctic grip
beautiful write of a rare event--enjoy it while it lasts :)
(((HUGS))) and love,
karla. :)
if y'all don't want the snow, aim it texas way :)
~Nikki~