This article was automatically translated from the original Turkish version.
How many nights did the floods of the veras recede from this city? Tell me how many Nazıms were lost in the screams of those floods?
How many nights had Nazım stayed awake,
but no night was as long as those when the floods of the veras echoed?
How many nights did Nazım not fit within the walls of the great city?
Tell me how many times he wanted to leap from the walls but feared the floods?
Nazım had leaped from those walls,
but no wall was as thick as the one Vera wove between them.
The flood of the veras had now become the whisper of the farewells.
On a pitch-black night, a voice rose—
from Nazım’s window—
“Farewell, Vera, farewell, owner of the floods of the veras that died within me.”
Peri, Ebrar Sıla. "Veraların Selası." Unpublished manuscript poem. Written in 2023.
