Nova Roma

— a history —

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We will not find new palaces, They do not exist.
We will not be buried overseas This fixity is deep within the blood
Always return to the streets of Kōnstantinoupolis; In the same neighborhoods Cavafy roamed
We, no longer dare to go there, being Greek and Christian,
In an Ottoman city, I will not grow old. Churches turned to Mosques by the edict of Sultan Erdogan Always arrive back in this city,
You are sailing to…