Poem 1 2020-06-30 at 09-00

Poem 1 2020-06-30 at 09-00

I can dance now I’m home more I sit back more I shop in my neighborhood more Body remembers more When I was a teacher Did I tell you this before? Summers were the time Saddened by isolation. It hasn’t really changed I still have a good balance A stationary body on a mat. This is how slow we are, Nothing blocks your vision when you stop in the middle of an avenue Seeing the monuments more, How they inhabit the city How one and another speak the same language. Here, I appreciate forms more. The music in the livingroom is my fingers Remembering ballet all again, Practicing my piano more I can dance now. By Vivian Young and Sevinç Çalhanoğlu

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