While I live in darkness
you too dress in black.
Wear blues, tomorrow morning
come from the sea.
Fresh grass, wet weeds, flowers
pink, green, ultramarine.
I don’t want young women, nor tender girls
to wear black.
Poet: Behçet Necatigil
Translated by: C.Stockford at the Cunda International Workshop
for translators of Turkish literature, 2015
Photo: Windsor & Newton, Ultramarine