Karanfil

Yârin dudagindan getirilmis	Brought from my beloved's lip
Bir katre alevdir bu karanil,	This carnation is a drop of flame
Rûhum acisindan bunu bildi!	From its aching, my soul knew it!
Düstükge vurulmus gibi, yer yer	While butterflies dropped here and there
Kizgin kokusundan kelebekler;	As if shot by its fragrant fire,
Gönlüm ona pervâne kesildi.	My heart turned into a moth, circling around it!

Ahmet Hasim

© Luís Conde

Bailarina, Carolina Morais Fonseca

Poerna, Ahmet Hasim

Lisboa, Fevereiro 2025