<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=458760" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Famine</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Jackal..howled with a long breath into the air<br>and wove into the night its voice like a tolling knell<br>wavering from the mountains onto the plains</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is a few days away entering june<br>fading yellow rubbed its back against the ears of the wheats<br>dropping them from their long..lean stems</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the water once flowing in abundance with high noise<br>which ground the wheat into flour went somewhere and <br>diminished from the water ways<br>the milk of the mountain fig lost<br>the dog grass did not grow hid themselves in their roots<br>the white meat of the shah cock weighing many kilos<br>exhausted and melted itself own<br>till down<br>for the first time<br>a faded ear of wheat in the middle of the plain<br>saw far awaythe rainless approaching white cloud<br>at the pinkish dawn<br>and wholly dried up in vain</div><div style="margin:10px 0">jackal...held its breath and walked away to hell<br>and wove into the night its voice like a tolling knell<br>wavering from the mountains into the plains<br>and the smell of the burnt wheat in the hairy biack rag-sack<br>spread everywhere</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nedrat GURCAN translation metin sahin</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Metin+Sahin">Metin Sahin</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=458760" data-title="Famine de Metin Sahin" data-description="Jackal..howled with a long breath into the air and wove into the night its voice like a tolling knell wavering from the mountains onto the plains it is a few days away entering june fading yellow rubbed its back against the ears of the wheats dro..."></div> </div> </div>

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