This poem is taken from PN Review 36, Volume 10 Number 4, March - April 1984.
Medine in Turkey
'Today' said Hassan - through a mouthful of honey -
'A girl will come who speaks French.' There came
A girl with straight brown hair, her eyes
Flecked with gold, a stiller honey.
Her French was pure and soft. Her name
Was Medine. Her paid study
Ended when her father died.
'Maintenant -j'aide ma mere. Je lis.'
...
'A girl will come who speaks French.' There came
A girl with straight brown hair, her eyes
Flecked with gold, a stiller honey.
Her French was pure and soft. Her name
Was Medine. Her paid study
Ended when her father died.
'Maintenant -j'aide ma mere. Je lis.'
...
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