Sonnet of the Wishing Stone

If I were rain, and on your earth could rain
If I were a candle, could light your way
If I were fire, could set your bed aflame
If I were a pen, could write on your page
.
If I were sky, carmine blue
If I were desert, scorpion yellow
If I were stone, heavy black
If I were water, froth white
.
If I were a soul, if I could fly, a bird
If I were flesh, if I could swell, the sea
If I were body, if I could blow, the wind
.
If I were mist, could drop upon you, morning
If I were cloud, descend to your world, evening
If I were a candle, could expire inside you, night.

poet:  Enis Batur
translated: Cas Stockford
at DAM, Istanbul, September 2016

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