Zehra
a lasting breath that folds my heart migrate me from the far maps on your breast
zehra, your solitude blanching my eyes write me on your hurtful words
crunch the pomegranate on an unkissed deer’s mouth
do not recall the memory that chills in a sick sleep drop me who’s closely unreeling to you
zehra, mother wound in me bleeding towards the earth, now a barbaric clot
Born in Ankara, Turkey, Nazli Yildirim is published by various magazines in Turkey. Besides poetry, she is a photographer and she likes composing stories with her camera. She established a photo zine called HAYRET herself. She is a proud feminist, activist and member of LGBT+ community in Turkey. She wants to reflect her experience on Turkish LGBT+ apart from current the oppression in Turkey. Going after making otherized people feel belonging through her poems and photographs, she is on the prowl of showing the power of restorative and constructive things. She will continue revealing the invisible pieces of existing and transformation thanks to those images.
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