The Cat Book-End on Walnut Tree

 my head foaming clouds, sea inside me and out 

I am a walnut tree in Gulhane Park 

an old walnut, knot by knot, shred by shred 

Neither you are aware of this, nor the police 

 I am a walnut tree in Gulhane Park 

My leaves are nimble, nimble like fish in water 

My leaves are sheer, sheer like a silk handkerchief 

pick, wipe, my rose, the tear from your eyes 

My leaves are my hands, I have one hundred thousand 

 I touch you with one hundred thousand hands, I touch Istanbul 

My leaves are my eyes, I look in amazement 

I watch you with one hundred thousand eyes, I watch Istanbul 

Like one hundred thousand hearts, beat, beat my leaves 

 I am a walnut tree in Gulhane Park 

neither you are aware of this, nor the police 

(N.Hikmet RAN)