THE HOTEL POEM.. at the very center of the old Sultanahmet: modern comfort and convenience surrounded by vivid reminders of the Byzantine and Ottoman past . An Ottoman style hotel, the POEM was designed in the style of traditional Ottoman urban residences and constructed in the late nineteeth century.Carefully restored in 1992, the POEM's 16 rooms are tastefully appointed and airconditioned. The examples of Turkish poetry you will see in your room will help you discover the secret of this poetic city. Each room is named after a different Turkish poems.
I am listening to Istanbul,intent,my eyes closed:
At first there is a gentle breeze
And the leaves on the trees
Out there ,far away ,
The bells of the water -carriers unceasingly ring;
I am listening to Istanbul , intent, my eyes closed .
I am listening to Istanbul , intent, my eyes closed:
Then suddenly birds fly,
Floks of birds,high up, with a hue and cry,
While the nets are drawn in the fishing grounds
And a woman's feet begin to dabble in the water.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed...
Famous Turkish Poet Orhan Veli KANIK