FAIRY TALE


I should have known
that I could not stop the wind

how could I resist this inevitable flow
which brought me a fairy tale
just when I thought the summer of my life had ended

    What will happen, happened:
To my poor, weary skin
dried out by the sun
   and worn out by the years
     and about to be forgotten
        and which already had cleared with its daily duties
all of a sudden
touched
the salt of the Mediterranean
and the mossy odor of the Aegean seas

Fatih S�YLER
November, 1999