LETTERS TO SONGS

There's a pledge you've been waiting for You're afraid to say for yourself One that you wait in fire To hear from someone else All that...

With deep longing for my grandmother, with the traces of the lost past in my mind, I made a journey to those days, in İzmir, İkiçeşmelik....

Dear Diary; October 3rd, 2020 Morning. Narlikoy. I think of the autumn sometimes. That it's an acceptance. And yet I'm grateful. As the...