Stamboul Poems - Poems about Stamboul

...But what of Aysin? She'd be here by three. What seemed to me the perfect metaphor (young Ankara was her, old "Stamboul", me) was not an easy drive - five hours, and more! It's midnight in my Turkish hotel room. The good news is, the mosque across the square is one of Sinan's - soaring through the g......Read the rest...