Treasure Island

Orhan Veli Kanik

(13 April 1914 – 14 November 1950 / İstanbul)

Good Weather


This good weather ruined me,
I resigned in such a weather
From my government job.
I got used to tobacco in such a weather,
I fell in love in such a weather;
I forgot to take home bread and salt
In such a weather;
My disease of writing poems
Recurred in such a weather;
This good weather ruined me.

Submitted: Wednesday, September 22, 2010

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