Neither am I inside time,
Nor altogether without;
In the unbroken flow of
An instant singular and vast.

Each shape has been aetherized
By the hue of an uncanny dream,
Even a feather on the wind
Isn’t as weightless as I am.

My head is a limitless mill
Grinding through silence;
My inner heart’s now sated
Dervish without cloak or post;

I sense a world entwined,
Its roots extending from me,
As I float at the centre of
A light the bluest of the blue.

– Ahmet Hamdi Tanpinar. Neither Am I Inside Time

translated by Erdağ Göknar

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