DIVINE PARADOX
Burak Bayülgen
Crucified is I.
I: once the Neophyte
Then, the Hierophant
for I have treated
milk for the infant
and meat for the cadet
from the fertile fountain
o’ the Absolute:
The Arcane Truth;
the matter in its youth,
such a poet in retreat
who ventured to tempt
all the unhallowed
who were outraged
from the tumult
and the mind’s graft.
They: In darkness pelt
the pearls before the swine,
wink at the artifice
that built all those Pyramids
and whispered to my ears
as my lips are almost there.
NEOPHYTE
Burak Bayülgen
He is no longer a child
nor is he a neophyte.
From boon insensibleness,
extracts The Omniscience –
Baiame’s son Daramulun
once he knew as Bimban –
the pearly white molar tooth
which’s blood shall not be spit
or He revives the infant
with many scalds deficiant,
then what has been ingulfed
and rousingly disgorged
better be immolated
to his foregone childhood.
Burak Bayülgen
Ph.D at Cinema and Media Research at Bahçeşehir University
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