Zeynep Karabulut "Hiroşima"
Published by Sarah Uzunlar, ProMosaik Poetry
Hiroșima - Zeynep Karabulut
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Joumana Haddad "I am a woman"
Published by Sarah Uzunlar, ProMosaik Poetry I Am A Woman - Joumana Haddad No one can guess what I say when I am silent, who I see when I close my eyes, how I am carried away when I am carried away, what I search for when I reach out my hands. Nobody, nobody knows when I am hungry, when I take a journey, when I walk and when I am lost. And nobody knows that my going is a return and my return is an abstention, that my weakness is a mask and my strength is a mask, and that what is coming is a tempest. They think they know so I let them, and I happen. They put me in a cage so that my freedom may be a gift from them, and I'd have to thank them and obey. But I am free before them, after them, with them, without them. I am free in my oppression, in my defeat and my prison is what I want. The key to the prison may be their tongue. But their tongue is twisted around my desire's fingers, and my desire they can never command. I am a woman. They think they own my freedom. S...
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