from the walls of the Othello castle
by demolishing a brother came
the day I have flown the wings of the crickets
beyond the oceans
in fairy tales with their disturbed hearts
you brought pigeons
while leaning on the stone walls
I poured into phosphorescence
you came
If I had a brother
all the weapons would have been rotted.

Günsel Djemal Elüstün 18.09.2014