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Sometimes I too tell the ah's	A
of my heart one by one	B
like the blood red beads	A
of a ruby rosary strung	C
on strands of golden hair	D
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But my	E
poetry's muse	A
takes to the air	D
on wings made of steel	F
like the I beams	A
of my suspension bridges	A
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I don't pretend	G
the nightingale's lament	H
to the rose isn't easy on the ears	A
But the language	I
that really speaks to me	J
are Beethoven sonatas played	K
on copper iron wood bone and catgut	K
	-
You can have	L
galloping off	M
in a cloud of dust	K
Me I wouldn't trade	K
for the purest bred	K
Arabian steed	K
the sixth mph	N
of my iron horse	A
running on iron tracks	A
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Sometimes my eye is caught like a big dumb fly	E
by the masterly spider webs in the corners of my room	O
But I really look up	P
to the seventy seven story reinforced concrete mountains	A
my blue shirted builders create	K
	-
Were I to meet	K
the male beauty	K
young Adonis god of Byblos	A
on a bridge I'd probably never notice	A
but I can't help staring into my philosopher's glassy eyes	A
or my fireman's square face	A
red as a sweating sun	B
	-
Though I can smoke	Q
third class cigarettes filled	K
on my electric workbenches	A
I can't roll tobacco even the finest	K
in paper by hand and smoke it	K
I didn't	K
wouldn't trade	K
my wife dressed in her leather cap and jacket	K
for Eve's nakedness	A
Maybe I don't have a poetic soul	R
What can I do	K
when I love my own children	B
more	S
than mother Nature's	A
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Trans by Randy Blasing and Mutlu Konuk	Q

Nazim Hikmet

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