Human, Stone, Iron
In this steel deadlock
There is endless unity between the body’s wall and the body.
To tear this doesn’t make sense.
O doorkeeper!
Stop! Pounding it with stone is useless.
Here is the key, but the padlock is welded to the door.
Go away, doorkeeper! Let me rest my ears and
Mind for a while.
I became used to destroying stones and iron here
I share some of the stronger characteristics of the stone
Let me walk as its companion in stony patience
I don’t care about death’s purgatory,
The storm’s outbursts don’t hurt me.
Don’t tell me about the philosopher’s stone.
Don’t tell me about water that doesn’t dry up.
I am in love with the dark dead sky
I have roots here
In the iron earth in which the steel sky is stormy
Because of the clouds
The centres of my branches grow as a chain
Moment by moment, and don’t let your hands
Get hurt in this pounding of steel
I know well, though, that Man, stone and iron are
Together on the streets of pain
And won’t step down from the rebellion of fear
And darkness’ parade.
Go! doorkeeper, your hand isn’t empty
Go, my heavy fiction of the world is in your hands
Go and tell this story in your city.
Say that behind this stone wall
A girl tied an endless relationship with a stone
And in the depth of hardships
She joined the iron generation.
2001
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