Wherein may be found the occasional trills of the unreknowned Köy Deli.
For breakfast I eat up my vowels, my a e i o u, to which I add from consonants a fricative or two; After that I move my bowels then write as poets do, and frequently am quite surprised to feel a trill come through.
A little bit of Turkish: Ağaç (Tree) Meyve (Fruit) Taş (Stone)
Meyve veren ağaç taşlanir.
The fruit-bearing tree gets stoned. Turkish Proverb
The image on the left is from a 1910 pack of tarot cards produced by Pamela Colman Smith for Arthur Edward Waite. For a modern reproduction I recommend the Pamela Colman Smith Commemorative Set.
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