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Monthly Archives: December 2019
Five Recall their Youth
The 60’s Istanbul I madly miss, The tea gardens next to boat stations, Places madly missed with tears in my eyes. We had a nice relationship. He was a long-distance sea captain. Away at least two months at a time. … Continue reading
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Tagged Five Istanbullers Recall their Youth, Poetry, Şiir, İngilizce
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The Village
Not much sunshine. Bulbs, flowers, vegetables, anything, Planted to make up for it. Playing with the soil together, Touching it, holding it, Old and young, babies, Male and female, People living alone, Everyone in the village. M. Şeref
The Village Road
Footpaths across the farms, The old coach road, A laden apple tree, A bird’s eye view of the whole village. The sheer vastness, The sea, the boats, Myriad shades of green, Honeysuckle, a narrow stream. Coming closer to hug you, … Continue reading
Counselling
Don’t know what to say. It’s all right, just take your time. No, I can’t, can’t, I’d better go. You don’t have to say anything. I’ll come again. Would you like a coffee? I’ll come again, I’ll go now. M. … Continue reading
Bats
A pale spreading veil, Bats fly silently To and fro… weaving Stars of pain and the darkness of night. Ahmet Haşim (1887-1933). Yarasalar. Translated from the Turkish.
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Tagged Ahmet Haşim, Bats, Poetry, Translated from the Tukish, Yarasalar, Şiir, İngilizce
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So ecstatic am I, I don’t understand what the world is, Who I am, who is the cupbearer, what is wine. Though I want the beloved to desire my mad heart, Yet, if the beloved asked, “what is the mad … Continue reading
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Tagged Öyle ser-mestem ki..., Fuzuli, Poetry, So ecstatic am I..., Translated from the Turkish, Şiir, İngilizce
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Like Them
I waggle my arms sideways, up and down, No response. Kick my feet sideways, up and down, No response. Arms, feet together, up and down, No. Put my foot in my mouth, No. I’ll ask mum, When I can talk … Continue reading
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