for our Turkish Friends.

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The Walnut Tree

my head foaming clouds, sea inside me and out 
I am a walnut tree in Gulhane Park 
an old walnut, knot by knot, shred by shred 
Neither you are aware of this, nor the police 

I am a walnut tree in Gulhane Park 
My leaves are nimble, nimble like fish in water 
My leaves are sheer, sheer like a silk handkerchief 
pick, wipe, my rose, the tear from your eyes 
My leaves are my hands, I have one hundred thousand 
I touch you with one hundred thousand hands, I touch Istanbul 
My leaves are my eyes, I look in amazement 
I watch you with one hundred thousand eyes, I watch Istanbul 
Like one hundred thousand hearts, beat, beat my leaves 

I am a walnut tree in Gulhane Park 
neither you are aware of this, nor the police 

Nazim Hikmet

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