Konuk Yazar, 6 Aralik 2001
Fatma Avni Yiakoup
ARTIFICIAL RHYTHM
The insivible sea transcends to a sinful darkness of the Snake. A silent stare, yet a lurking one. Intimidation!... dimly lit place enclosed in the arms of the Snake and supported by the core of the evil's Byways… too dark to think, nor to swim. Inflexible demands; outside fleshy naked paralysis of my being hanging over the cliff; holding my little heart hidden deep inside to keep from smashing it through the power of sin of the weak mind to snatch the world in it, and squeeze the life out of it Mental bankruptcy you have will be confined infinitely yet neither be enchanted nor be disappeared. Artificial Rhythm!……..