Amour Fou
Written In English by Pelin Batu
Narrated by Bill Wolak
Turkey
Little have I taken
your weakness with its moons
your sleekness with its weeds
putting myself to sleep with the one thought
that I will speak, thereby conquering you.
Pinkly thanks to the mosquitoes of high Summer
I’m sleepless, rewriting you
in the same phrases.
Envious of the man who sings
‘when the sun comes I shall be beautiful.’
And of those who carry themselves boldly
into the heart of volcanoes.
Perhaps, as you fade from my lines
I will sail,
la donna i mobile, with wet hair.