GRAND BAZAAR

You know underclothes that have never been worn

Smell in the trunk-room,

That is the way your shop smells.

You did not know my sister,

She would have been a bride at the time of the

Revolution,

If she had lived.

These spangles are her spangles,

This veil here is her bridal veil.

And what of the women in the window?

That one in the blue, blue dress,

That other in green...

Do they stand like this all night?

What of this cambric shirt here?

Has it no story to tell?

Grand Bazaar, easy words to say-

Grand Bazaar,

Closed box.

ORHAN VELI KANIK